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Some Rambling Notes Of An Idle Excursion - Chapter IV Some Rambling Notes Of An Idle Excursion - Chapter IV

Some Rambling Notes Of An Idle Excursion - Chapter IV
The early twilight of a Sunday evening in Hamilton, Bermuda, is an alluring time. There is just enough of whispering breeze, fragrance of flowers, and sense of repose to raise one's thoughts heavenward; and just enough amateur piano music to keep him reminded of the other place. There are many venerable pianos in Hamilton, and they all play at twilight. Age enlarges and enriches the powers of some musical instruments--notably those of the violin--but it seems to set a piano's teeth on edge. Most of the music in vogue there is the same that those pianos prattled in their innocent infancy;... Long Stories - Post by : imported_n/a - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 1200

Some Rambling Notes Of An Idle Excursion - Chapter III Some Rambling Notes Of An Idle Excursion - Chapter III

Some Rambling Notes Of An Idle Excursion - Chapter III
By and by the Bermuda Islands were easily visible. The principal one lay upon the water in the distance, a long, dull-colored body; scalloped with slight hills and valleys. We could not go straight at it, but had to travel all the way around it, sixteen miles from shore, because it is fenced with an invisible coral reef. At last we sighted buoys, bobbing here and there, and then we glided into a narrow channel among them, "raised the reef," and came upon shoaling blue water that soon further shoaled into pale green, with a surface scarcely rippled. Now came the... Long Stories - Post by : Marty_Foley - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 1682

Some Rambling Notes Of An Idle Excursion - Chapter II Some Rambling Notes Of An Idle Excursion - Chapter II

Some Rambling Notes Of An Idle Excursion - Chapter II
At dinner, six o'clock, the same people assembled whom we had talked with on deck and seen at luncheon and breakfast this second day out, and at dinner the evening before. That is to say, three journeying ship-masters, a Boston merchant, and a returning Bermudian who had been absent from his Bermuda thirteen years; these sat on the starboard side. On the port side sat the Reverend in the seat of honor; the pale young man next to him; I next; next to me an aged Bermudian, returning to his sunny islands after an absence of twenty-seven years. Of course, our... Long Stories - Post by : DonJuan - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 2805

Some Rambling Notes Of An Idle Excursion - Chapter I Some Rambling Notes Of An Idle Excursion - Chapter I

Some Rambling Notes Of An Idle Excursion - Chapter I
All the journeyings I had ever done had been purely in the way of business. The pleasant May weather suggested a novelty namely, a trip for pure recreation, the bread-and-butter element left out. The Reverend said he would go, too; a good man, one of the best of men, although a clergyman. By eleven at night we were in New Haven and on board the New York boat. We bought our tickets, and then went wandering around here and there, in the solid comfort of being free and idle, and of putting distance between ourselves and the mails and telegraphs.After a... Long Stories - Post by : os_os_os - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 1540

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXVIII Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXVIII

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXVIII
DECEMBER, 1907._January 11, 1906. Answer to a letter received this morning:DEAR MRS. H.,--I am forever your debtor for reminding me of that curious passage in my life. During the first year or two after it happened, I could not bear to think of it. My pain and shame were so intense, and my sense of having been an imbecile so settled, established and confirmed, that I drove the episode entirely from my mind--and so all these twenty-eight or twenty-nine years I have lived in the conviction that my performance of that time was coarse, vulgar and destitute of humor. But your... Nonfictions - Post by : homefront - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 560

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXVII Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXVII

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXVII
_From Susy's Biography of Me (1885-6). Mamma and papa have returned from Onteora and they have had a delightful visit. Mr. Frank Stockton was down in Virginia and could not reach Onteora in time, so they did not see him, and Mrs. Mary Mapes Dodge was ill and couldn't go to Onteora, but Mrs. General Custer was there, and mamma said that she was a very attractive, sweet appearing woman.(_Dictated October 9, 1906._) Onteora was situated high up in the Catskill Mountains, in the centre of a far-reaching solitude. I do not mean that the region was wholly uninhabited; there were... Nonfictions - Post by : egiftmall - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 3108

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXVI Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXVI

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXVI
OCTOBER, 1907.(Sidenote: (1845.))(_Dictated March 9, 1906._) ... I am talking of a time sixty years ago, and upwards. I remember the names of some of those schoolmates, and, by fitful glimpses, even their faces rise dimly before me for a moment--only just long enough to be recognized; then they vanish. I catch glimpses of George Robards, the Latin pupil--slender, pale, studious, bending over his book and absorbed in it, his long straight black hair hanging down below his jaws like a pair of curtains on the sides of his face. I can see him give his head a toss and flirt... Nonfictions - Post by : tunewrite - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 2334

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXV Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXV

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXV
(Sidenote: (1890.))(_Dictated, October 10, 1906._) Susy has named a number of the friends who were assembled at Onteora at the time of our visit, but there were others--among them Laurence Hutton, Charles Dudley Warner, and Carroll Beckwith, and their wives. It was a bright and jolly company. Some of those choice spirits are still with us; the others have passed from this life: Mrs. Clemens, Susy, Mr. Warner, Mary Mapes Dodge, Laurence Hutton, Dean Sage--peace to their ashes! Susy is in error in thinking Mrs. Dodge was not there at that time; we were her guests.We arrived at nightfall, dreary from... Nonfictions - Post by : Rod_Larkins - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 2968

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXIV Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXIV

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXIV
AUGUST 2, 1907._From Susy's Biography of Me.__Feb. 12, '86._Mamma and I have both been very much troubled of late because papa since he has been publishing Gen. Grant's book has seemed to forget his own books and work entirely, and the other evening as papa and I were promonading up and down the library he told me that he didn't expect to write but one more book, and then he was ready to give up work altogether, die, or do anything, he said that he had written more than he had ever expected to, and the only book that he had... Nonfictions - Post by : kathy_franklin - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 3211

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXIII Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXIII

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXIII
JULY 5, 1907.(Sidenote: (1868.))(_Notes on "Innocents Abroad." Dictated in Florence, Italy, April, 1904._)--I will begin with a note upon the dedication. I wrote the book in the months of March and April, 1868, in San Francisco. It was published in August, 1869. Three years afterward Mr. Goodman, of Virginia City, Nevada, on whose newspaper I had served ten years before, came East, and we were walking down Broadway one day when he said: "How did you come to steal Oliver Wendell Holmes's dedication and put it in your book?"I made a careless and inconsequential answer, for I supposed he was joking.... Nonfictions - Post by : sarah1000 - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 1116

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXII Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXII

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXII
JUNE 7, 1907._From Susy's Biography of Me.__March 23, '86._--The other day was my birthday, and I had a little birthday party in the evening and papa acted some very funny charades with Mr. Gherhardt, Mr. Jesse Grant (who had come up from New York and was spending the evening with us) and Mr. Frank Warner. One of them was "on his knees" honys-sneeze. There were a good many other funny ones, all of which I don't remember. Mr. Grant was very pleasant, and began playing the charades in the most delightful way.Susy's spelling has defeated me, this time. I cannot make... Nonfictions - Post by : ranks - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 2200

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXI Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXI

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XXI
MAY 17, 1907.(_Dictated December 21, 1906._) I wish to insert here some pages of Susy's Biography of me in which the biographer does not scatter, according to her custom, but sticks pretty steadily to a single subject until she has fought it to a finish:_Feb. 27, '86._--Last summer while we were in Elmira an article came out in the "Christian Union" by name "What ought he to have done" treating of the government of children, or rather giving an account of a fathers battle with his little baby boy, by the mother of the child and put in the form of... Nonfictions - Post by : patgpop - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 1369

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XX Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XX

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XX
MAY 3, 1907._From Susy's Biography of Me.__Sept. 9, '85._--Mamma is teaching Jean a little natural history and is making a little collection of insects for her. But mamma does not allow Jean to kill any insects she only collects those insects that are found dead. Mamma has told us all, perticularly Jean, to bring her all the little dead insects that she finds. The other day as we were all sitting at supper Jean broke into the room and ran triumfantly up to Mamma and presented her with a plate full of dead flies. Mamma thanked Jean vary enthusiastically although she... Nonfictions - Post by : alzamily - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 1116

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XIX Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XIX

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XIX
APRIL 19, 1907.(_Dictated January 12th, 1905._) ... But I am used to having my statements discounted. My mother began it before I was seven years old. Yet all through my life my facts have had a substratum of truth, and therefore they were not without preciousness. Any person who is familiar with me knows how to strike my average, and therefore knows how to get at the jewel of any fact of mine and dig it out of its blue-clay matrix. My mother knew that art. When I was seven or eight, or ten, or twelve years old--along there--a neighbor said... Nonfictions - Post by : healthwizard - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 2491

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XVIII Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XVIII

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XVIII
APRIL 5, 1907.(_Dictated October 8, 1906._)_From Susy's Biography of Me._ Papa says that if the collera comes here he will take Sour Mash to the mountains.(Sidenote: (1885.))This remark about the cat is followed by various entries, covering a month, in which Jean, General Grant, the sculptor Gerhardt, Mrs. Candace Wheeler, Miss Dora Wheeler, Mr. Frank Stockton, Mrs. Mary Mapes Dodge, and the widow of General Custer appear and drift in procession across the page, then vanish forever from the Biography; then Susy drops this remark in the wake of the vanished procession:Sour Mash is a constant source of anxiety, care, and... Nonfictions - Post by : dustovshio - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 3013

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XVII Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XVII

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XVII
MARCH 15, 1907.(_Dictated Thursday, December 6, 1906._)_From Susy's Biography of Me.__Feb. 27, Sunday._ Clara's reputation as a baby was always a fine one, mine exactly the contrary. One often related story concerning her braveness as a baby and her own opinion of this quality of hers is this. Clara and I often got slivers in our hands and when mama took them out with a much dreaded needle, Clara was always very brave, and I very cowardly. One day Clara got one of these slivers in her hand, a very bad one, and while mama was taking it out, Clara stood... Nonfictions - Post by : jmoore - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 1480

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XVI Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XVI

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XVI
MARCH 1, 1907.(Sidenote: (1847.))... As I have said, that vast plot of Tennessee land(6) was held by my father twenty years--intact. When he died in 1847, we began to manage it ourselves. Forty years afterward, we had managed it all away except 10,000 acres, and gotten nothing to remember the sales by. About 1887--possibly it was earlier--the 10,000 went. My brother found a chance to trade it for a house and lot in the town of Corry, in the oil regions of Pennsylvania. About 1894 he sold this property for $250. That ended the Tennessee Land.If any penny of cash ever... Nonfictions - Post by : Zoderami - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 1697

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XV Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XV

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XV
FEBRUARY 15, 1907.(Sidenote: (1864-5.))_Orion Clemens--resumed._(_Dictated April 5, 1906._) There were several candidates for all the offices in the gift of the new State of Nevada save two--United States Senator, and Secretary of State. Nye was certain to get a Senatorship, and Orion was so sure to get the Secretaryship that no one but him was named for that office. But he was hit with one of his spasms of virtue on the very day that the Republican party was to make its nominations in the Convention, and refused to go near the Convention. He was urged, but all persuasions failed. He... Nonfictions - Post by : jeffk - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 3300

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XIV Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XIV

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XIV
FEBRUARY 1, 1907.(Sidenote: (1850.))(_Dictated March 28th, 1906._) About 1849 or 1850 Orion severed his connection with the printing-house in St. Louis and came up to Hannibal, and bought a weekly paper called the Hannibal "Journal," together with its plant and its good-will, for the sum of five hundred dollars cash. He borrowed the cash at ten per cent. interest, from an old farmer named Johnson who lived five miles out of town. Then he reduced the subscription price of the paper from two dollars to one dollar. He reduced the rates for advertising in about the same proportion, and thus he... Nonfictions - Post by : Sandra - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 602

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XIII Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XIII

Chapters From My Autobiography - Chapter XIII
JANUARY 18, 1907.(Sidenote: (1825.))(Sidenote: (1837.))(_Dictated March 28, 1906._) Orion Clemens was born in Jamestown, Fentress County, Tennessee, in 1825. He was the family's first-born, and antedated me ten years. Between him and me came a sister, Margaret, who died, aged ten, in 1837, in that village of Florida, Missouri I was born; and Pamela, mother of Samuel E. Moffett, who was an invalid all her life and died in the neighborhood of New York a year ago, aged about seventy-five. Her character was without blemish, and she was of a most kindly and gentle disposition. Also there was a brother,... Nonfictions - Post by : docrocky - Date : April 2012 - Author : Mark Twain - Read : 1867