March 6 Friday – Isabel Lyon’s journal: This morning we had been gaily photographing the King and Irene, in and out of the donkey cart, and they went to the billiard room to be photographed there by a German whose name is uncatchable. I followed by and by to tell the King that the “battery” was waiting to move and looking through the window into the billiard room as I passed along the porch, I saw the King, pale as death, leaning over the table, and the young German rubbing the back of his head. “Do you feel better now?” I heard him say. Then the King straightened himself up and said he did, he thought. It had been just a sudden “crick in his neck,” and the pain is always so acute with him that it makes him weak. All day I too was weak with the memory of the look on his face. We started off for the Spanish Point but we didn’t reach it—and turning home we met Mr. Rogers and Benjamin in a fiacre [hackney coach]. We induced Mr. Rogers and Elizabeth to climb into the battery and after making a photo of the blessed group, Benjamin and I started for a drive and wound up at the Admiralty Gardens, where after a talk with the English chauffer who couldn’t permit us to see the cave, we did see it, and it was very interesting. The Admiral now here is Inglefield. He is sent over in a battleship—he and his family and his 16 servants. He has a very charming home and 5 boats of different grades at his secret and that secret cave to go down into and watch the waters surging in from the sea at the openings that the prisoners made there more than 100 years ago. It is a place to fire the imagination of a Stevenson, or a lesser man too, for the sound of that water is eternal, and the movement of it is too [MTP: IVL TS 32-33]
Frederick T. Leigh for Harper & Brothers wrote to Miss Lyon, advising that $5,057.70 had been deposited in Lincoln National Bank for Clemens [MTP].
John M. Howells for Howells & Stokes wrote to Sam detailing the mantel items and the Robbia terra cotta placques; other details left to decide were mentioned [MTP].
Dorothy Quick wrote to Sam.
Dear Mr. Clemens / I hope you are enjoying the balmy sunshine and the lilies of Bermuda better than I am enjoying the sunshine of Plainfield for I am sick in bed and can do nothing but look at it from inside while I dose with “no 77” every hour [Humphrey’s # 77 a cold medicine]. I hope you and Miss Lyon are well and enjoying the comforts of life and the Bermuda air. I wish I were with you but as I am not I wish you would write to me occasionally but then I know you are busy enjoying yourself. Miss Clara sent me some beads which my friend’s and I have enjoyed very much also a very nice note [.] When are you coming to New York again [?] But now I must close [.] With love to Miss Lyon and lots & lots & lots for yourself.
I am your very loving / Dorothy
P.S. I have several new autographs Geraldine Farrar [,] Governor Fort [,] Booker Washington [,] and curso [Enrico Caruso]—I have written Mary Garden and other people / Love / Dorothy [MTP; MTAq 117].
George White wrote from Glen Ridge, NJ to Sam. White had been reading the latest Autobiographical segment and felt Sam’s work on the Mississippi had no equal in literature [MTP].