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and talked and talked； of everything in the heavens and on the earth；
and the waters under the earth。 After two days of this talk I would come
away hollow； realizing myself best in the image of one of those locust…
shells which you find sticking to the bark of trees at the end of summer。
Once； after some such bout of brains； we went down to New York together；
and sat facing each other in the Pullman smoker without passing a
syllable till we had occasion to say； 〃Well； we're there。〃 Then； with
our installation in a now vanished hotel （the old Brunswick； to be
specific）； the talk began again with the inspiration of the novel
environment； and went on and on。 We wished to be asleep； but we could
not stop； and he lounged through the rooms in the long nightgown which he
always wore in preference to the pajamas which he despised； and told the
story of his life； the inexhaustible； the fairy； the Arabian Nights
story； which I could never tire of even when it began to be told over
again。 Or at times he would reason high
〃Of Providence； foreknowledge； will and fate；
Fixed fate； free will； foreknowledge absolute；〃
walking up and down； and halting now and then； with a fine toss and slant
of his shaggy head； as some bold thought or splendid joke struck him。
He was in those days a constant attendant at the church of his great
friend； the Rev。 Joseph H。 Twichell； and at least tacitly far from the
entire negation he came to at last。 I should say he had hardly yet
examined the grounds of his passive acceptance of his wife's belief；
for it was hers and not his； and he held it unscanned in the beautiful
and tender loyalty to her which was the most moving quality of his most
faithful soul。 I make bold to speak of the love between them； because
without it I could not make him known to others as he was known to me。
It was a greater part of him than the love of most men for their wives；
and she merited all the worship he could give her； all the devotion； all
the implicit obedience； by her surpassing force and beauty of character。
She was in a way the loveliest person I have ever seen； the gentlest； the
kindest； without a touch of weakness； she united wonderful tact with
wonderful truth； and Clemens not only accepted her rule implicitly； but
he rejoiced； he gloried in it。 I am not sure that he noticed all her
goodness in the actions that made it a heavenly vision to others； he so
had the habit of her goodness； but if there was any forlorn and helpless
creature in the room Mrs。 Clemens was somehow promptly at his side or
hers； she was always seeking occasion of kindness to those in her
household or out of it； she loved to let her heart go beyond the reach of
her hand； and imagined the whole hard and suffering world with compassion
for its structural as well as incidental wrongs。 I suppose she had her
ladyhood limitations； her female fears of etiquette and convention； but
she did not let them hamper the wild and splendid generosity with which
Clemens rebelled against the social stupidities and cruelties。 She had
been a lifelong invalid when he met her； and he liked to tell the
beautiful story of their courtship to each new friend whom he found
capable of feeling its beauty or worthy of hearing it。 Naturally； her
father had hesitated to give her into the keeping of the young strange
Westerner； who had risen up out of the unknown with his giant reputation
of burlesque humorist； and demanded guaranties； demanded proofs。 〃He
asked me；〃 Clemens would say； 〃if I couldn't give him the names of people
who knew me in California； and when it was time to hear from them I heard
from him。 'Well； Mr。 Clemens；' he said； 'nobody seems to have a very
good word for you。' I hadn't referred him to people that I thought were
going to whitewash me。 I thought it was all up with me； but I was
disappointed。 'So I guess I shall have to back you myself。'〃
Whether this made him faithfuler to the trust put in him I cannot say；
but probably not； it was always in him to be faithful to any trust； and
in proportion as a trust of his own was betrayed he was ruthlessly and
implacably resentful。 But I wish now to speak of the happiness of that
household in Hartford which responded so perfectly to the ideals of the
mother when the three daughters； so lovely and so gifted； were yet little
children。 There had been a boy； and 〃 Yes； I killed him；〃 Clemens once
said； with the unsparing self…blame in which he would wreak an unavailing
regret。 He meant that he had taken the child out imprudently； and the
child had taken the cold which he died of； but it was by no means certain
this was through its father's imprudence。 I never heard him speak of his
son except that once； but no doubt in his deep heart his loss was
irreparably present。 He was a very tender father and delighted in the
minds of his children； but he was wise enough to leave their training
altogether to the wisdom of their mother。 He left them to that in
everything； keeping for himself the pleasure of teaching them little
scenes of drama； learning languages with them； and leading them in
singing。 They came to the table with their parents； and could have set
him an example in behavior when； in moments of intense excitement； he
used to leave his place and walk up and down the room； flying his napkin
and talking and talking。
It was after his first English sojourn that I used to visit him； and he
was then full of praise of everything English： the English personal
independence and public spirit； and hospitality； and truth。 He liked to
tell stories in proof of their virtues； but he was not blind to the
defects of their virtues： their submissive acceptance of caste； their
callousness with strangers； their bluntness with one another。 Mrs。
Clemens had been in a way to suffer socially more than he； and she
praised the English less。 She had sat after dinner with ladies who
snubbed and ignored one another； and left her to find her own amusement
in the absence of the attention with which Americans perhaps cloy their
guests； but which she could not help preferring。 In their successive
sojourns among them I believe he came to like the English less and she
more； the fine delight of his first acceptance among them did not renew
itself till his Oxford degree was given him； then it made his cup run
over； and he was glad the whole world should see it。
His wife would not chill the ardor of his early Anglomania； and in this；
as in everything； she wished to humor him to the utmost。 No one could
have realized more than she his essential fineness； his innate nobleness。
Marriages are what the parties to them alone really know them to be； but
from the outside I should say that this marriage was one of the most
perfect。 It lasted in his absolute devotion to the day of her death；
that delayed long in cruel suffering； and that left one side of him in
lasting night。 From Florence there came to me heartbreaking letters from
him about the torture she was undergoing； and at last a letter saying she
was dead； with the simple…hearted cry； 〃I wish I was with Livy。〃 I do
not know why I have left saying till now that she was a very beautiful
woman； classically regular in features； with black hair smooth over her
forehead； and with tenderly peering； myopia eyes； always behind glasses；
and a smile of angelic kindness。 But this kindness went with a sense of
humor which qualified her to appreciate the self…lawed genius of a man
who will be remembered with the great humorists of all time； with
Cervantes； with Swift； or with any others worthy his company； none of
them was his equal in humanity。
IV。
Clemens had appointed himself； with the architect's connivance； a
luxurious study over the library in his new house； but as his children
grew older this study； with its carved and cushioned arm…chairs； was
given over to them for a school…room； and he took the room above his
stable； which had been intended for his coachman。 There we used to talk
together； when we were not walking and talking together； until he
discovered that he could make a more commodious use of the billiard…room
at the top of his house； for the purposes of literature and friendship。
It was pretty cold up there in the early spring and late fall weather
with which I chiefly associate the place； but by lighting up all the gas…
burners and kindling a reluctant fire on the hearth we could keep it well
above freezing。 Clemens could also push the balls about； and； without
rivalry from me； who could no more play billiards than smoke； could win
endless games of pool； while he carried points of argument against
imaginable differers in opinion。 Here he wrote many of his tales and
sketches； and for anything I know some of his books。 I particularly
remember his reading me here his first rough sketch of Captain
Stormfield's Visit to Heaven； with the real name of the captain； whom I
knew already from his many stories about him。
We had a peculiar pleasure in looking off from the high windows on the
pretty Hartford landscape； and down from them into the tops of the trees
clothing the hillside by which his house stood。 We agreed