IN FORMER YEARS
Gracianâ1938
Confucian Analectsâ1939
Excerpts from Platoâ1940
The Consent of the Governedâ1941
Boz On Americaâ1942
Toward A Better Land I Knowâ1943
Shakespeareâ1944
Again, Gracianâ1945
Charburoughâ1946
Publilius Syrusâ1947
I am never more tickled than when I laugh at myself. âMark Twain (1835-1910)
Greetings!
At the holiday season for the past nine years, I have shared with my friends some few gleanings from my literary acquaintances. Almost without exception my choice has fallen on the timeless thoughts of some provocative sage who lived many centuries ago, but this yearâs selections, although equally timeless, are not ancient. They are from the writings of a man on my own doorstep, right here in Hartfordâone of the greatest of the great observers of human nature, who is known the world over as Mark Twain.
Hearing his name always brings back memories of a childhood trip I took on a Mississippi River packet. I remember that as we glided slowly down those historic waters, my curiosity was caught by a member of the crew who was throwing a long line with lead into the water and pulling it out, again and again, loudly calling: âfull twainâââhalf twainââand finally, âmark twainâ.
In the midst of so much strange and wonderful activity, the leadmanâs call of âmark twainâ was pleasantly familiar to my young ears, as I had just been reading âHuck Finnâ and âTom Sawyerâ. With considerable small boy importance, I asked the crew if they knew that a famous writer was called Mark Twain. It was then I learned that my favorite author was really named Samuel Langhorne Clemens. I shall never forget the subsequent happy days of the trip, during which the men regaled me with adventure stories of the river and the man who made the river famous.
I wonder now if the Mississippi River, with its shifting river bed, its trickiness, and unpredictable qualities, was not a decisive factor in shaping the adaptable, shifting personality of Samuel Clemens.
Never was anyone more aware than he of the immutability of manâs persistence in playing tricks upon himself. Never was anyone more observant of manâs querulousness at super...