Mark Twain, a Biography. Complete

Paine, Albert Bigelow

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• Year: 2010
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pubOne.info present you this new edition. Dear William Dean Howells, Joseph Hopkins Twichell, Joseph T. Goodman, and other old friends of Mark Twain

VOLUME I. Part 1: 1835-1866

TO CLARA CLEMENS GABRILOWITSCH WHO STEADILY UPHELD THE AUTHOR'S PURPOSE TO WRITE HISTORY RATHER THAN EULOGY AS THE STORY OF HER FATHER'S LIFE

AN ACKNOWLEDGMENT

  Dear William Dean Howells, Joseph Hopkins Twichell, Joseph T. Goodman, and other old friends of Mark Twain:

  I cannot let these volumes go to press without some grateful word to you who have helped me during the six years and more that have gone to their making.

  First, I want to confess how I have envied you your association with Mark Twain in those days when you and he “went gipsying, a long time ago. ” Next, I want to express my wonder at your willingness to give me so unstintedly from your precious letters and memories, when it is in the nature of man to hoard such treasures, for himself and for those who follow him. And, lastly, I want to tell you that I do not envy you so much, any more, for in these chapters, one after another, through your grace, I have gone gipsying with you all. Neither do I wonder now, for I have come to know that out of your love for him grew that greater unselfishness (or divine selfishness, as he himself might have termed it), and that nothing short of the fullest you could do for his memory would have contented your hearts.

  My gratitude is measureless; and it is world-wide, for there is no land so distant that it does not contain some one who has eagerly contributed to the story. Only, I seem so poorly able to put my thanks into words.

  Albert Bigelow Paine.

PREFATORY NOTE

  Certain happenings as recorded in this work will be found to differ materially from the same incidents and episodes as set down in the writings of Mr. Clemens himself. Mark Twain's spirit was built of the very fabric of truth, so far as moral intent was concerned, but in his earlier autobiographical writings— and most of his earlier writings were autobiographical— he made no real pretense to accuracy of time, place, or circumstance— seeking, as he said, “only to tell a good story”— while in later years an ever-vivid imagination and a capricious memory made history difficult, even when, as in his so-called “Autobiography, ” his effort was in the direction of fact.

  “When I was younger I could remember anything, whether it happened or not, ” he once said, quaintly, “but I am getting old, and soon I shall remember only the latter. ”

  The reader may be assured, where discrepancies occur, that the writer of this memoir has obtained his data from direct and positive sources: letters, diaries, account-books, or other immediate memoranda; also from the concurring testimony of eye-witnesses, supported by a unity of circumstance and conditions, and not from hearsay or vagrant printed items.

MARK TWAIN—A BIOGRAPHY

I. ANCESTORS

  On page 492 of the old volume of Suetonius, which Mark Twain read until his very last day, there is a reference to one Flavius Clemens, a man of wide repute “for his want of energy, ” and in a marginal note he has written:

  “I guess this is where our line starts. ”

  It was like him to write that. It spoke in his whimsical fashion the attitude of humility, the ready acknowledgment of shortcoming, which was his chief characteristic and made him lovable— in his personality and in his work.

  Historically, we need not accept this identity of the Clemens ancestry. The name itself has a kindly meaning, and was not an uncommon one in Rome. There was an early pope by that name, and it appears now and again in the annals of the Middle Ages. More lately there was a Gregory Clemens, an English landowner who became a member of Parliament under Cromwell and signed the death-warrant of Charles I. Afterward he was tried as a regicide, his estates were confiscated, and his head was exposed on a pole on the top of Westminster Hall.

  Tradition says that the family of Gregory Clemens did not remain in England, but emigrated to Virginia (or New Jersey), and from them, in direct line, descended the Virginia Clemenses, including John Marshall Clemens, the father of Mark Twain. Perhaps the line could be traced, and its various steps identified, but, after all, an ancestor more or less need not matter when it is the story of a descendant that is to be written.

  Of Mark Twain's immediate forebears, however, there is something to be said. His paternal grandfather, whose name also was Samuel, was a man of culture and literary taste. In 1797 he married a Virginia girl, Pamela Goggin; and of their five children John Marshall Clemens, born August 11, 1798, was the eldest— becoming male head of the family at the age of seven, when his father was accidentally killed at a house-raising. The family was not a poor one, but the boy grew up with a taste for work. As a youth he became a clerk in an iron manufactory, at Lynchburg, and doubtless studied at night. At all events, he acquired an education, but injured his health in the mean time, and somewhat later, with his mother and the younger children, removed to Adair County, Kentucky, where the widow presently married a sweetheart of her girlhood, one Simon Hancock, a good man. In due course, John Clemens was sent to Columbia, the countyseat, to study law. When the living heirs became of age he administered his father's estate, receiving as his own share three negro slaves; also a mahogany sideboard, which remains among the Clemens effects to this day.

  This was in 1821. John Clemens was now a young man of twenty-three, never very robust, but with a good profession, plenty of resolution, and a heart full of hope and dreams. Sober, industrious, and unswervingly upright, it seemed certain that he must make his mark. That he was likely to be somewhat too optimistic, even visionary, was not then regarded as a misfortune.

  It was two years later that he met Jane Lampton; whose mother was a Casey— a Montgomery-Casey whose father was of the Lamptons (Lambtons) of Durham, England, and who on her own account was reputed to be the handsomest girl and the wittiest, as well as the best dancer, in all Kentucky. The Montgomeries and the Caseys of Kentucky had been Indian fighters in the Daniel Boone period, and grandmother Casey, who had been Jane Montgomery, had worn moccasins in her girlhood, and once saved her life by jumping a fence and out-running a redskin pursuer. The Montgomery and Casey annals were full of blood-curdling adventures, and there is to-day a Casey County next to Adair, with a Montgomery County somewhat farther east. As for the Lamptons, there is an earldom in the English family, and there were claimants even then in the American branch. All these things were worth while in Kentucky, but it was rare Jane Lampton herself— gay, buoyant, celebrated for her beauty and her grace; able to dance all night, and all day too, for that matter— that won the heart of John Marshall Clemens, swept him off his feet almost at the moment of their meeting. Many of the characteristics that made Mark Twain famous were inherited from his mother. His sense of humor, his prompt, quaintly spoken philosophy, these were distinctly her contribution to his fame. Speaking of her in a later day, he once said:

  “She had a sort of ability which is rare in man and hardly existent in woman— the ability to say a humorous thing with the perfect air of not knowing it to be humorous. ”

  She bequeathed him this, without doubt; also her delicate complexion; her wonderful wealth of hair; her small, shapely hands and feet, and the pleasant drawling speech which gave her wit, and his, a serene and perfect setting.

  It was a one-sided love affair, the brief courtship of Jane Lampton and John Marshall Clemens. All her life, Jane Clemens honored her husband, and while he lived served him loyally; but the choice of her heart had been a young physician of Lexington with whom she had quarreled, and her prompt engagement with John Clemens was a matter of temper rather than tenderness. She stipulated that the wedding take place at once, and on May 6, 1823, they were married. She was then twenty; her husband twenty-five. More than sixty years later, when John Clemens had long been dead, she took a railway journey to a city where there was an Old Settlers' Convention, because among the names of those attending she had noticed the name of the lover of her youth. She meant to humble herself to him and ask forgiveness after all the years. She arrived too late; the convention was over, and he was gone. Mark Twain once spoke of this, and added:

  “It is as pathetic a romance as any that has crossed the field of my personal experience in a long lifetime. ”

II. THE FORTUNES OF JOHN AND JANE CLEMENS

  With all his ability and industry, and with the-best of intentions, John Clemens would seem to have had an unerring faculty for making business mistakes. It was his optimistic outlook, no doubt— his absolute confidence in the prosperity that lay just ahead— which led him from one unfortunate locality or enterprise to another, as long as he lived. About a year after his marriage he settled with his young wife in Gainsborough, Tennessee, a mountain town on the Cumberland River, and here, in 1825, their first child, a boy, was born. They named him Orion— after the constellation, perhaps— though they changed the accent to the first syllable, calling it Orion. Gainsborough was a small place with few enough law cases; but it could hardly have been as small, or furnished as few cases; as the next one selected, which was Jamestown, Fentress County, still farther toward the Eastward Mountains. Yet Jamestown had the advantage of being brand new, and in the eye of his fancy John Clemens doubtless saw it the future metropolis of east Tennessee, with himself its foremost jurist and citizen. He took an immediate and active interest in the development of the place, established the county-seat there, built the first Court House, and was promptly elected as circuit clerk of the court.

  It was then that he decided to lay the foundation of a fortune for himself and his children by acquiring Fentress County land. Grants could be obtained in those days at the expense of less than a cent an acre, and John Clemens believed that the years lay not far distant when the land would increase in value ten thousand, twenty, perhaps even a hundred thousandfold. There was no wrong estimate in that. Land covered with the finest primeval timber, and filled with precious minerals, could hardly fail to become worth millions, even though his entire purchase of 75, 000 acres probably did not cost him more than $500. The great tract lay about twenty nines to the southward of Jamestown. Standing in the door of the Court House he had built, looking out over the “Knob” of the Cumberland Mountains toward his vast possessions, he said:

  “Whatever befalls me now, my heirs are secure. I may not live to see these acres turn into silver and gold, but my children will. ”

  Such was the creation of that mirage of wealth, the “Tennessee land, ” which all his days and for long afterward would lie just ahead— a golden vision, its name the single watchword of the family fortunes— the dream fading with years, only materializing at last as a theme in a story of phantom riches, The Gilded Age.

  Yet for once John Clemens saw clearly, and if his dream did not come true he was in no wise to blame. The land is priceless now, and a corporation of the Clemens heirs is to-day contesting the title of a thin fragment of it— about one thousand acres— overlooked in some survey.

  Believing the future provided for, Clemens turned his attention to present needs. He built himself a house, unusual in its style and elegance. It had two windows in each room, and its walls were covered with plastering, something which no one in Jamestown had ever seen before. He was regarded as an aristocrat. He wore a swallow-tail coat of fine blue jeans, instead of the coarse brown native-made cloth. The blue-jeans coat was ornamented with brass buttons and cost one dollar and twenty-five cents a yard, a high price for that locality and time. His wife wore a calico dress for company, while the neighbor wives wore homespun linsey-woolsey. The new house was referred to as the Crystal Palace. When John and Jane Clemens attended balls— there were continuous balls during the holidays— they were considered the most graceful dancers.

  Jamestown did not become the metropolis he had dreamed. It attained almost immediately to a growth of twenty-five houses— mainly log houses— and stopped there. The country, too, was sparsely settled; law practice was slender and unprofitable, the circuit-riding from court to court was very bad for one of his physique. John Clemens saw his reserve of health and funds dwindling, and decided to embark in merchandise. He built himself a store and put in a small country stock of goods. These he exchanged for ginseng, chestnuts, lampblack, turpentine, rosin, and other produce of the country, which he took to Louisville every spring and fall in six-horse wagons. In the mean time he would seem to have sold one or more of his slaves, doubtless to provide capital. There was a second baby now— a little girl, Pamela, — born in September, 1827. Three years later, May 1830, another little girl, Margaret, came. By this time the store and home were in one building, the store occupying one room, the household requiring two— clearly the family fortunes were declining.

  About a year after little Margaret was born, John Clemens gave up Jamestown and moved his family and stock of goods to a point nine miles distant, known as the Three Forks of Wolf. The Tennessee land was safe, of course, and would be worth millions some day, but in the mean time the struggle for daily substance was becoming hard.

  He could not have remained at the Three Forks long, for in 1832 we find him at still another place, on the right bank of Wolf River, where a post-office called Pall Mall was established, with John Clemens as postmaster, usually addressed as “Squire” or “Judge. ” A store was run in connection with the postoffice. At Pall Mall, in June, 1832, another boy, Benjamin, was born.

  The family at this time occupied a log house built by John Clemens himself, the store being kept in another log house on the opposite bank of the river. He no longer practised law. In The Gilded Age we have Mark Twain's picture of Squire Hawkins and Obedstown, written from descriptions supplied in later years by his mother and his brother Orion; and, while not exact in detail, it is not regarded as an exaggerated presentation of east Tennessee conditions at that time. The chapter is too long and too depressing to be set down here. The reader may look it up for himself, if he chooses. If he does he will not wonder that Jane Clemens's handsome features had become somewhat sharper, and her manner a shade graver, with the years and burdens of marriage, or that John Clemens at thirty-six-out of health, out of tune with his environment— was rapidly getting out of heart. After all the bright promise of the beginning, things had somehow gone wrong, and hope seemed dwindling away.

  A tall man, he had become thin and unusually pale; he looked older than his years. Every spring he was prostrated with what was called “sunpain, ” an acute form of headache, nerve-racking and destroying to all persistent effort. Yet he did not retreat from his moral and intellectual standards, or lose the respect of that shiftless community. He was never intimidated by the rougher element, and his eyes were of a kind that would disconcert nine men out of ten. Gray and deep-set under bushy brows, they literally looked you through. Absolutely fearless, he permitted none to trample on his rights. It is told of John Clemens, at Jamestown, that once when he had lost a cow he handed the minister on Sunday morning a notice of the loss to be read from the pulpit, according to the custom of that community. For some reason, the minister put the document aside and neglected it. At the close of the service Clemens rose and, going to the pulpit, read his announcement himself to the congregation. Those who knew Mark Twain best will not fail to recall in him certain of his father's legacies.

  The arrival of a letter from “Colonel Sellers” inviting the Hawkins family to come to Missouri is told in The Gilded Age. In reality the letter was from John Quarles, who had married Jane Clemens's sister, Patsey Lampton, and settled in Florida, Monroe County, Missouri. It was a momentous letter in The Gilded Age, and no less so in reality, for it shifted the entire scene of the Clemens family fortunes, and it had to do with the birthplace and the shaping of the career of one whose memory is likely to last as long as American history.

III. A HUMBLE BIRTHPLACE

Florida, Missouri, was a small village in the early thirties— smaller than it is now, perhaps, though in that day it had more promise, even if less celebrity. The West was unassembled then, undigested, comparatively unknown. Two States, Louisiana and Missouri, with less than half a million white persons, were all that lay beyond the great river. St. Louis, with its boasted ten thousand inhabitants and its river trade with the South, was the single metropolis in all that vast uncharted region. There was no telegraph; there were no railroads, no stage lines of any consequence— scarcely any maps. For all that one could see or guess, one place was as promising as another, especially a settlement like Florida, located at the forks of a pretty stream, Salt River, which those early settlers believed might one day become navigable and carry the merchandise of that region down to the mighty Mississippi, thence to the world outside.

In those days came John A. Quarles, of Kentucky, with his wife, who had been Patsey Ann Lampton; also, later, Benjamin Lampton, her father, and others of the Lampton race. It was natural that they should want Jane Clemens and her husband to give up that disheartening east Tennessee venture and join them in this new and promising land. It was natural, too, for John Quarles— happy-hearted, generous, and optimistic— to write the letter. There were only twenty-one houses in Florida, but Quarles counted stables, out-buildings— everything with a roof on it— and set down the number at fifty-four.

Florida, with its iridescent promise and negligible future, was just the kind of a place that John Clemens with unerring instinct would be certain to select, and the Quarles letter could have but one answer. Yet there would be the longing for companionship, too, and Jane Clemens must have hungered for her people. In The Gilded Age, the Sellers letter ends:

“Come! — rush! — hurry! — don't wait for anything! ”

The Clemens family began immediately its preparation for getting away. The store was sold, and the farm; the last two wagon-loads of produce were sent to Louisville; and with the aid of the money realized, a few hundred dollars, John Clemens and his family “flitted out into the great mysterious blank that lay beyond the Knobs of Tenn...

Table of contents

• MARK TWAIN A BIOGRAPHY
• VOLUME I. Part 1: 1835-1866
• AN ACKNOWLEDGMENT
• PREFATORY NOTE
• MARK TWAIN—A BIOGRAPHY
• II. THE FORTUNES OF JOHN AND JANE CLEMENS
• III. A HUMBLE BIRTHPLACE
• IV. BEGINNING A LONG JOURNEY
• V. THE WAY OF FORTUNE
• VI. A NEW HOME
• VII. THE LITTLE TOWN OF HANNIBAL.
• VIII. THE FARM
• IX. SCHOOL-DAYS
• X. EARLY VICISSITUDE AND SORROW
• XI. DAYS OF EDUCATION
• XII. TOM SAWYER'S BAND
• XIII. THE GENTLER SIDE
• XIV. THE PASSING OF JOHN CLEMENS
• XV. A YOUNG BEN FRANKLIN
• XVI. THE TURNING-POINT
• XVII. THE HANNIBAL “JOURNAL”
• XVIII. THE BEGINNING OF A LITERARY LIFE
• XIX. IN THE FOOTSTEPS OF FRANKLIN
• XX. KEOKUK DAYS
• XXI. SCOTCHMAN NAMED MACFARLANE
• XXII. THE OLD CALL OF THE RIVER
• XXIII. THE SUPREME SCIENCE
• XXIV. THE RIVER CURRICULUM
• XXV. LOVE-MAKING AND ADVENTURE
• XXVI. THE TRAGEDY OF THE “PENNSYLVANIA”
• XXVII. THE PILOT
• XXVIII. PILOTING AND PROPHECY
• XXIX. THE END OF PILOTING
• XXX. THE SOLDIER
• XXXI. OVER THE HILLS AND FAR AWAY
• XXXII. THE PIONEER
• XXXIII. THE PROSPECTOR
• XXXIV. TERRITORIAL CHARACTERISTICS
• XXXV. THE MINER
• XXXVI. LAST MINING DAYS
• XXXVII. THE NEW ESTATE
• XXXVIII. ONE OF THE “STAFF”
• XXXIX. PHILOSOPHY AND POETRY
• XL. “MARK TWAIN”
• XLI. THE CREAM OF COMSTOCK HUMOR
• XLII REPORTORIAL DAYS.
• XLIII. ARTEMUS WARD
• XLIV. GOVERNOR OF THE “THIRD HOUSE”
• XLV. A COMSTOCK DUEL.
• XLVI. GETTING SETTLED IN SAN FRANCISCO
• XLVII. BOHEMIAN DAYS
• XLVIII. THE REFUGE OF THE HILLS
• XLIX. THE JUMPING FROG
• L. BACK TO THE TUMULT
• LI. THE CORNER-STONE
• LII. A COMMISSION TO THE SANDWICH ISLANDS
• LIII. ANSON BURLINGAME AND THE “HORNET” DISASTER
• VOLUME I, Part 2: 1866-1875
• LV. HIGHWAY ROBBERY
• LVI. BACK TO THE STATES
• LVII. OLD FRIENDS AND NEW PLANS
• LVIII. A NEW BOOK AND A LECTURE
• LIX. THE FIRST BOOK
• LX. THE INNOCENTS AT SEA
• LXI. THE INNOCENTS ABROAD
• LXII. THE RETURN OF THE PILGRIMS
• LXIII. IN WASHINGTON—A PUBLISHING PROPOSITION
• LXIV. OLIVIA LANGDON
• LXV. A CONTRACT WITH ELISHA BLISS, JR.
• LXVI. BACK TO SAN FRANCISCO
• LXVII. A VISIT TO ELMIRA
• LXVIII. THE REV. “JOE” TWICHELL.
• LXIX. A LECTURE TOUR
• LXX. INNOCENTS AT HOME—AND “THE INNOCENTS ABROAD”
• LXXI. THE GREAT BOOK OF TRAVEL.
• LXXII.THE PURCHASE OF A PAPER.
• LXXIII. THE FIRST MEETING WITH HOWELLS
• LXXIV. THE WEDDING-DAY
• LXXV. AS TO DESTINY
• LXXVI. ON THE BUFFALO “EXPRESS”
• LXXVII. THE “GALAXY”
• LXXVIII. THE PRIMROSE PATH
• LXXIX. THE OLD HUMAN STORY
• LXXX. LITERARY PROJECTS
• LXXXI. SOME FURTHER LITERARY MATTERS
• LXXXII. THE WRITING OF “ROUGHING IT”
• LXXXIII. LECTURING DAYS
• LXXXIV. “ROUGHING IT”.
• LXXXV. A BIRTH, A DEATH, AND A VOYAGE
• LXXXVI. ENGLAND
• LXXXVII. THE BOOK THAT WAS NEVER WRITTEN
• LXXXVIII. “THE GILDED AGE”
• LXXXIX. PLANNING A NEW HOME
• XC. A LONG ENGLISH HOLIDAY
• XCI. A LONDON LECTURE
• XCII. FURTHER LONDON LECTURE TRIUMPHS
• XCIII. THE REAL COLONEL SELLERS-GOLDEN DAYS
• XCIV. BEGINNING “TOM SAWYER”
• XCV. AN “ATLANTIC” STORY AND A PLAY
• XCVI. THE NEW HOME
• XCVII. THE WALK TO BOSTON
• XCVIII. “OLD TIMES ON THE MISSISSIPPI”
• XCIX. A TYPEWRITER, AND A JOKE ON ALDRICH
• C. RAYMOND, MENTAL TELEGRAPHY, ETC.
• CI. CONCLUDING “TOM SAWYER”—MARK TWAIN's “EDITORS”
• CII. “SKETCHES NEW AND OLD”
• CIII. “ATLANTIC” DAYS
• CIV. MARK TWAIN AND HIS WIFE
• VOLUME II, Part 1: 1875-1886
• CVI. HIS FIRST STAGE APPEARANCE
• CVII. HOWELLS, CLEMENS, AND “GEORGE”
• CVIII. SUMMER LABORS AT QUARRY FARM
• CIX. THE PUBLIC APPEARANCE OF “TOM SAWYER”
• CX. MARK TWAIN AND BRET HARTE WRITE A PLAY
• CXI. A BERMUDA HOLIDAY
• CXII. A NEW PLAY AND A NEW TALE
• CXIII. TWO DOMESTIC DRAMAS
• CXIV. THE WHITTIER BIRTHDAY SPEECH
• CXV. HARTFORD AND BILLIARDS
• CXVI. OFF FOR GERMANY
• CXVII. GERMANY AND GERMAN
• CXVIII. TRAMPING WITH TWICHELL.
• CXIX. ITALIAN DAYS
• CXX. IN MUNICH
• CXXI. PARIS, ENGLAND, AND HOMEWARD BOUND
• CXXII. AN INTERLUDE
• CXXIII. THE GRANT SPEECH OF 1879
• CXXIV. ANOTHER “ATLANTIC” SPEECH
• CXXV. THE QUIETER THINGS OF HOME
• CXXVI. “A TRAMP ABROAD”
• CXXVII. LETTERS, TALES, AND PLANS
• CXXVIII. MARK TWAIN's ABSENT-MINDEDNESS.
• CXXIX. FURTHER AFFAIRS AT THE FARM
• CXXX. COPYRIGHT AND OTHER FANCIES
• CXXXI. WORKING FOR GARFIELD
• CXXXII. A NEW PUBLISHER
• CXXXIII. THE THREE FIRES—SOME BENEFACTIONS
• CXXXIV. LITERARY PROJECTS AND A MONUMENT TO ADAM
• CXXXV. A TRIP WITH SHERMAN AND AN INTERVIEW WITH GRANT.
• CXXXVI. “THE PRINCE AND THE PAUPER”
• CXXXVII. CERTAIN ATTACKS AND REPRISALS
• CXXXVIII. MANY UNDERTAKINGS
• CXXXIX. FINANCIAL AND LITERARY
• CXL. DOWN THE RIVER
• CXLI. LITERATURE AND PHILOSOPHY
• CXLII. “LIFE ON THE MISSISSIPPI”
• CXLIII. A GUEST OF ROYALTY
• CXLIV. A SUMMER LITERARY HARVEST
• CXLV. HOWELLS AND CLEMENS WRITE A PLAY
• CXLVI. DISTINGUISHED VISITORS
• CXLVII. THE FORTUNES OF A PLAY
• CXLVIII. CABLE AND HIS GREAT JOKE
• CXLIX. MARK TWAIN IN BUSINESS
• CL. FARM PICTURES
• CLI. MARK TWAIN MUGWUMPS
• CLII. PLATFORMING WITH CABLE
• CLIII. HUCK FINN COMES INTO HIS OWN
• CLIV. THE MEMOIRS OF GENERAL GRANT
• CLV. DAYS WITH A DYING HERO
• CLVI. THE CLOSE OF A GREAT CAREER
• CLVII. MINOR MATTERS OF A GREAT YEAR
• CLVIII. MARK TWAIN AT FIFTY
• CLIX. THE LIFE OF THE POPE
• CLX. A GREAT PUBLISHER AT HOME
• CLXI. HISTORY: MAINLY BY SUSY
• VOLUME II, Part 2: 1886-1900
• CLXIII. LETTER TO THE QUEEN OF ENGLAND
• CLXIV. SOME FURTHER ACCOUNT OF CHARLES L. WEBSTER & CO.
• CLXV. LETTERS, VISITS, AND VISITORS
• CLVXI. A “PLAYER” AND A MASTER OF ARTS
• CLXVII. NOTES AND LITERARY MATTERS
• CLXVIII. INTRODUCING NYE AND RILEY AND OTHERS
• CLXIX. THE COMING OF KIPLING
• CLXX. “THE PRINCE AND THE PAUPER” ON THE STAGE
• CLXXI. “A CONNECTICUT YANKEE IN KING ARTHUR'S COURT”
• CLXXII. THE “YANKEE” IN ENGLAND
• CLXXIII. A SUMMER AT ONTEORA
• CLXXIV. THE MACHINE
• CLXXV. “THE CLAIMANT”—LEAVING HARTFORD
• CLXXVI. A EUROPEAN SUMMER
• CLXXVII. KORNERSTRASSE,7
• CLXXVIII. A WINTER IN BERLIN
• CLXXIX. A DINNER WITH WILLIAM II.
• CLXXX. MANY WANDERINGS
• CLXXXI. NAUHEIM AND THE PRINCE OF WALES
• CLXXXII. THE VILLA VIVIANI.
• CLXXXIII. THE SIEUR DE CONTE AND JOAN
• CLXXXIV. NEW HOPE IN THE MACHINE
• CLXXXV. AN INTRODUCTION TO H. H. ROGERS
• CLXXXVI. “THE BELLE OF NEW YORK”
• CLXXXVII. SOME LITERARY MATTERS
• CLXXXVIII. FAILURE
• CLXXXIX. AN EVENTFUL YEAR ENDS
• CXC. STARTING ON THE LONG TRAIL.
• CXCI. CLEMENS HAD BEEN ILL IN ELMIRA WITH A CARBUNCLE
• CXCII. “FOLLOWING THE EQUATOR”
• CXCIII. THE PASSING OF SUSY
• CXCIV. WINTER IN TEDWORTH SQUARE
• CXCV. “PERSONAL RECOLLECTIONS OF JOAN OF ARC”.
• CXCVI. MR. ROGERS AND HELEN KELLER
• CXCVII. FINISHING THE BOOK OF TRAVEL.
• CXCVIII. A SUMMER IN SWITZERLAND
• CXCIX. WINTER IN VIENNA
• CC. MARK TWAIN PAYS HIS DEBTS
• CCI. SOCIAL LIFE IN VIENNA
• CCII. LITERARY WORK IN VIENNA
• CCIII. AN IMPERIAL TRAGEDY
• CCIV. THE SECOND WINTER IN VIENNA
• CCV. SPEECHES THAT WERE NOT MADE
• CCVI. A SUMMER IN SWEDEN
• CCVII. 30, WELLINGTON COURT
• CCVIII. MARK TWAIN AND THE WARS
• CCIX. PLASMON, AND A NEW MAGAZINE
• CCX. LONDON SOCIAL AFFAIRS
• CCXI. DOLLIS HILL AND HOME
• VOLUME III, Part 1: 1900-1907
• CCXIII. MARK TWAIN—GENERAL SPOKESMAN
• CCXIV. MARK TWAIN AND THE MISSIONARIES
• CCXV. SUMMER AT “THE LAIR”
• CCXVI. RIVERDALE—A YALE DEGREE
• CCXVII. MARK TWAIN IN POLITICS
• CCXVIII. NEW INTERESTS AND INVESTMENTS
• CCXIX. YACHTING AND THEOLOGY
• CCXX. MARK TWAIN AND THE PHILIPPINES
• CCXXI. THE RETURN OF THE NATIVE
• CCXXII. A PROPHET HONORED IN HIS COUNTRY
• CCXXIII. AT YORK HARBOR
• CCXXIV. THE SIXTY-SEVENTH BIRTHDAY DINNER
• CCXXV. CHRISTIAN SCIENCE CONTROVERSIES
• CCXXVI. “WAS IT HEAVEN? OR HELL?”
• CCXXVII. THE SECOND RIVERDALE WINTER
• CCXXVIII. PROFFERED HONORS
• CCXXXIX. THE LAST SUMMER AT ELMIRA
• CCXXX. THE RETURN TO FLORENCE
• CCXXXI. THE CLOSE OF A BEAUTIFUL LIFE
• CCXXXII. THE SAD JOURNEY HOME
• CCXXXIII. BEGINNING ANOTHER HOME
• CCXXXIV. LIFE AT 21 FIFTH AVENUE
• CCXXXV. A SUMMER IN NEW HAMPSHIRE
• CCXXXVI. AT PIER 70
• CCXXXVII. AFTERMATH
• CCXXXVIII. THE WRITER MEETS MARK TWAIN
• CCXXXIX. WORKING WITH MARK TWAIN
• CCXL. THE DEFINITION OF A GENTLEMAN
• CCXLI. GORKY, HOWELLS, AND MARK TWAIN
• CCXLII. MARK TWAIN'S GOOD-BY TO THE PLATFORM
• CCXLIII. AN INVESTMENT IN REDDING
• CCXLIV. TRAITS AND PHILOSOPHIES
• CCXLV. IN THE DAY'S ROUND
• CCXLVI. THE SECOND SUMMER AT DUBLIN
• CCXLVI. DUBLIN, CONTINUED
• CCXLVIII. “WHAT IS MAN?” AND THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY
• CCXLIX. BILLIARDS
• CCL. PHILOSOPHY AND PESSIMISM
• CCLI. A LOBBYING EXPEDITION
• CCLII. THEOLOGY AND EVOLUTION
• CCLIII. AN EVENING WITH HELEN KELLER
• CCLIV. BILLIARD-ROOM NOTES
• CCLV. FURTHER PERSONALITIES
• VOLUME III, Part 2: 1907-1910
• CCLVII. A TRUE ENGLISH WELCOME
• CCLVIII. DOCTOR OF LITERATURE, OXFORD
• CCLIX. LONDON SOCIAL HONORS
• CCLX. MATTERS PSYCHIC AND OTHERWISE
• CCLXI. MINOR EVENTS AND DIVERSIONS
• CCLXII. FROM MARK TWAIN's MAIL.
• CCLXIII. SOME LITERARY LUNCHEONS
• CCLXIV. “CAPTAIN STORMFIELD” IN PRINT
• CCLXV. LOTOS CLUB HONORS
• CCLXVI. A WINTER IN BERMUDA
• CCLXVII. VIEWS AND ADDRESSES
• CCLXVIII. REDDING
• CCLXIX. FIRST DAYS AT STORMFIELD
• CCLXX. THE ALDRICH MEMORIAL.
• CCLXXI. DEATH OF “SAM” MOFFETT
• CCLXXII. STORMFIELD ADVENTURES
• CCLXXIII. STORMFIELD PHILOSOPHIES
• CCLXIV. CITIZEN AND FARMER
• CCLXV. A MANTEL AND A BABY ELEPHANT
• CCLXXVI. SHAKESPEARE-BACON TALK
• CCLXXVII. “IS SHAKESPEARE DEAD?”
• CCLXXVIII. THE DEATH OF HENRY ROGERS
• CCLXXIX. AN EXTENSION OF COPYRIGHT
• CCLXXX. A WARNING
• CCLXXXI. THE LAST SUMMER AT STORMFIELD
• CCLXXXII. PERSONAL MEMORANDA
• CCLXXXIII. ASTRONOMY AND DREAMS
• CCLXXXIV. A LIBRARY CONCERT
• CCLXXXV. A WEDDING AT STORMFIELD
• CCLXXXVI. AUTUMN DAYS
• CCLXXVII. MARK TWAIN'S READING
• CCLXXXVIII. A BERMUDA BIRTHDAY
• CCLXXXIX. THE DEATH OF JEAN
• CCXC. THE RETURN TO BERMUDA
• CCXCI. LETTERS FROM BERMUDA
• CCXCII. THE VOYAGE HOME
• CCXCIII. THE RETURN TO THE INVISIBLE
• CCXCIV. THE LAST RITES
• CCXCV. MARK TWAIN'S RELIGION
• CCXCVI. POSTSCRIPT
• APPENDIX A
• APPENDIX B
• APPENDIX C.
• APPENDIX D
• NOTICE OF MARK TWAIN'S LECTURE
• APPENDIX E
• III. FROM “A STRANGE DREAM”
• APPENDIX F
• APPENDIX G
• APPENDIX H
• APPENDIX I. MARK TWAIN'S CHAMPIONSHIP OF THOMAS K. BEECHER
• APPENDIX J
• APPENDIX K
• APPENDIX L. ABOUT LONDON
• APPENDIX M
• APPENDIX N
• CIRCULAR TO AMERICAN AUTHORS AND PUBLISHERS
• II. Communications supposed to have been written by the Tsar of Russia
• APPENDIX O
• APPENDIX P
• APPENDIX Q
• APPENDIX R
• APPENDIX S
• APPENDIX T
• APPENDIX U
• APPENDIX V. SELECTIONS FROM AN UNFINISHED BOOK, "3,000 YEARS AMONG THE
• APPENDIX W
• Notes for the Jumping Frog story; Angel's Camp, February. Sketches etc.,
• Copyright