May 16 Wednesday – Isabel Lyon’s journal:
This morning Mr. Clemens went to work. It was after he went down from his room & he paced the porch in deep thought for a while (after a reporter from the Boston Globe had come & interviewed & photographed him). Then into the study he went, & at half past 2 he came out with a tribute of 600 words to Carl Schurz. It is so beautiful & strong. As we were nearing Boston [on May 14] Mr. Clemens began to feel that he couldn’t write it, & wished that word wired to Mr. Duneka, but today the spirit in him spoke & poured itself forth in sacred tribute. Just before dinner I went onto the porch & Mr. Clemens sat there with Emerson’s poems. He read Monadnock. There we sat under its mighty shadows & he red the stately poem as no one else in the world can read. After dinner he red much more of Emerson [MTP TS 71-72].
Frank N. Doubleday for Doubleday, Page & Co. wrote to Sam. “Dear M.T. Your telegram is just here.” He was sending proofs from #19, the rest would come along day by day. “Hope you are fine it’s hotter than thunder here today” [MTP].
Frank Northrup, for Northrup & Co., NYC wrote to Sam. “I collected the empty Pail as you requested of me, and on Monday I had an interview with Mrs. Johnson, during which she expressed the hope that you would pursue the treatment further in your Country home.” The “treatments” were for Sam’s chronic bronchitis [MTP].
Robert Reid wrote to Sam.
Dear St Mark / Do you mind?—I sent a copy of your letter—along with the photo, to my brother—who lives in Springfield & knows Bowles well—& to him went my brother—& betwixt ‘em they published—as per enclosed! I do hope you dont mind. I was astonished to hear you were still in town—& called to see you & find you’d just left that day! I hope you did not see and believe as others did, the report in The Times, that my picture sold for $50!—$250 —was bad enough / Yours… [MTP].
This morning Mr. Clemens went to work. It was after he went down from his room & he paced the porch in deep thought for a while (after a reporter from the Boston Globe had come & interviewed & photographed him). Then into the study he went, & at half past 2 he came out with a tribute of 600 words to Carl Schurz. It is so beautiful & strong. As we were nearing Boston [on May 14] Mr. Clemens began to feel that he couldn’t write it, & wished that word wired to Mr. Duneka, but today the spirit in him spoke & poured itself forth in sacred tribute. Just before dinner I went onto the porch & Mr. Clemens sat there with Emerson’s poems. He read Monadnock. There we sat under its mighty shadows & he red the stately poem as no one else in the world can read. After dinner he red much more of Emerson [MTP TS 71-72].
Frank N. Doubleday for Doubleday, Page & Co. wrote to Sam. “Dear M.T. Your telegram is just here.” He was sending proofs from #19, the rest would come along day by day. “Hope you are fine it’s hotter than thunder here today” [MTP].
Frank Northrup, for Northrup & Co., NYC wrote to Sam. “I collected the empty Pail as you requested of me, and on Monday I had an interview with Mrs. Johnson, during which she expressed the hope that you would pursue the treatment further in your Country home.” The “treatments” were for Sam’s chronic bronchitis [MTP].
Robert Reid wrote to Sam.
Dear St Mark / Do you mind?—I sent a copy of your letter—along with the photo, to my brother—who lives in Springfield & knows Bowles well—& to him went my brother—& betwixt ‘em they published—as per enclosed! I do hope you dont mind. I was astonished to hear you were still in town—& called to see you & find you’d just left that day! I hope you did not see and believe as others did, the report in The Times, that my picture sold for $50!—$250 —was bad enough / Yours… [MTP].
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