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  Woman''s Part"--The Truth of the South African Situation--"Jameson''s Ride"--A Poem CHAPTER LXVIL Jameson''s Raid--


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title: Chapters from My Autobiography
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  doubtless dead by this time, a man with a name like that couldn''t live his life several times every year, and always in new and increasingly father''s house in Elmira, New York, and went next day, by special train, I said, "I think he has got all the vegetables he wants and is coming up matters which he hoped to be able to dictate next day; and he said time." From Susy''s nursery days to the end of her life, she and her that dinner of sixteen years ago, for he said the same thing to me about believe I was never so happy in my life, except the time, a few years my mother went with him to the head of the stairs and said good-by years ago, and I used to tell it a number of times--a good many He said his granddaughter, twelve years old, had read my books and


id: 3195
title: Mark Twain''s Letters — Volume 3 (1876-1885)
author: Twain, Mark
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  month, I said "this ain''t no time to be publishing books; therefore, let elected I think the entire country will go pretty straight to--Mrs. Howells''s bad place. Mark Twain was writing few letters these days to any one but Clemens one day called with a letter of introduction from Howells, Beginning at the star with the words, "The criticisms were just." Mrs. Clemens says, "Don''t ask that of Mr. Howells--it will be disagreeable In a former letter we have seen how Mark Twain, working on a story I wrote you a very long letter a day or two ago, but Susy Crane wanted He was writing few letters at this time, and doing but little work. ALLERHEILIGEN Aug. 5, 1878 8:30 p.m. Livy darling, we had a rattling good time to-day, but we came very near In a letter from London, Howells writes of the good times he is


id: 3390
title: My Mark Twain (from Literary Friends and Acquaintance)
author: Howells, William Dean
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  occasion, and said he would like to wear all the time. dinner-time, and Clemens would read them aloud to us in wild triumph. could very easily write like Clemens, and we took the play scene and Clemens came on with me to Boston, where we were going to make some men he ever knew." I was still Clemens''s guest at Hartford when Arnold To make an end of these records as to Clemens''s beliefs, so far as I knew Clemens found that he had sat down upon it, and handed it to him; the man New York, but he said he much preferred coming to Boston; of late years Norton presided, and when it came Clemens''s turn to read he known how Walter Scott had behaved till they knew it was like Clemens. Clemens would have liked it himself, for he had the heart for A little after this Clemens went abroad with his family, and lived


id: 3463
title: The Boys'' Life of Mark Twain
author: Paine, Albert Bigelow
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  Clemens--he was hardly "Little Sam" any more--was at this time nine years Readers of Mark Twain''s books--especially the stories of Huck and Tom, Mark Twain said: "It was a mighty good thing, John, that stone acted the Young Clemens had been on the river nearly a year at this time, and, afternoon to hear Mark Twain read what he had written of their day''s happening on a trip of that kind, and Mark Twain''s old note-books are Four days later, July 6, 1868, Mark Twain sailed, via Aspinwall, for New they will look up those chapters of Mark Twain''s piloting days. at this early day, they gave little plays, and of course Mark Twain could Altogether, the reading of the letters gave Mark Twain a delightful day. The new book was a story which Mark Twain had begun one day at Quarry In notes dictated many years later, Mark Twain said:


id: 2988
title: Mark Twain: A Biography. Complete
author: Paine, Albert Bigelow
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  Mark Twain in those days when you and he "went gipsying, a long time of the little lad whom the world would one day know as Mark Twain. Tom Blankenship one morning came to Sam Clemens and John Briggs and said If your memory extends so far back, you will recall a little sandyhaired boy--[The color of Mark Twain''s hair in early life has been So Sam Clemens got the little book, and presently it "fairly bristled" As long as he lived Samuel Clemens would return to those old days present) Mark Twain one day came upon the old imitation pipe. In Mark Twain''s old note-book occurs a memorandum of the frog story--a Of Mark Twain''s lecture the Times notice said: presently a little afternoon group was gathering to hear Mark Twain read letter telling of these things Samuel Clemens said: "Henry Ward Beecher Clemens said very little at the time.


id: 2987
title: Mark Twain: A Biography. Volume III, Part 2: 1907-1910
author: Paine, Albert Bigelow
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  Clemens said that his first word of the matter had been a newspaper In a dictation following his return, Mark Twain said: In the library Clemens was presented to a Mr. Pole, a plain-looking man, sleep reading his books, and then he came down to personal things and shocked to read on a great placard, "Mark Twain Arrives: Ascot Cup DEAR, KIND MARK TWAIN,--For years I have wanted to write and thank think we could have sat there and let the days and years slip away this time, but long enough to cure him, he said, and he came back full of played billiards for a time, then set out for a walk, following the long Mark Twain''s second present came at Christmas-time. One of the pleasant things that came to Mark Twain that year was the In a letter which Clemens wrote to Miss Wallace at this time, he tells of


id: 2982
title: Mark Twain: A Biography. Volume I, Part 1: 1835-1866
author: Paine, Albert Bigelow
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  Twain in those days when you and he "went gipsying, a long time ago." John Clemens believed that the years lay not far distant when the land The family at this time occupied a log house built by John Clemens the little lad whom the world would one day know as Mark Twain. later, the Clemens family gathered tearfully around Little Sam''s bed to early when Judge Clemens got up to saddle his horse, and Little Sam was Little Sam, then--saw an old man shot down on the main street, at Tom Blankenship one morning came to Sam Clemens and John Briggs and said If your memory extends so far back, you will recall a little sandyhaired boy--[The color of Mark Twain''s hair in early life has been So Sam Clemens got the little book, and presently it "fairly bristled" As long as he lived Samuel Clemens would return to those old days


id: 2984
title: Mark Twain: A Biography. Volume II, Part 1: 1886-1900
author: Paine, Albert Bigelow
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  Howells, working like a beaver, in turn urged Clemens to setting that Mark Twain loved, and as he read there came a correlative Cord, by great presence of mind and bravery saved the lives of Mrs. Clemens''s sister-in-law, Mrs. Charles ("Charley") Langdon, her little The "Mark Twain" party, consisting of Mr. and Mrs. Clemens, Miss In a written word of good-by to Howells, Clemens remembered a debt of A letter written by Mrs. Clemens at the time "General, let me present Mr. Clemens, a man almost as great as yourself." Last night, when I went to bed, Mrs. Clemens said, "George didn''t Clemens saw General Grant again that year, but not on political business. In that charming volume, ''My Mark Twain'', Howells tells us of Clemens''s In a sketch written a great many years later Mark Twain tells of "I''ve been doing it for a year, Mr. Clemens," I said.


id: 2985
title: Mark Twain: A Biography. Volume II, Part 2: 1886-1900
author: Paine, Albert Bigelow
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  Clemens read a notable paper that year before the Monday Evening Club. Clemens'' note-books of this time are full of the vexations of his example--and we have been a long time in coming to him--Mark Twain. of his program told a Mark Twain story, at which Mrs. Clemens and the By the time the Grant episode had ended Clemens had no reason to believe By the end of ''88 the income from the books and the business and Mrs. Clemens''s Elmira investments no longer satisfied the demands of the With this work out of his hands, Clemens was ready for his great new On that day Clemens wrote in his note-book: long-neglected tale of Joan--"a book which writes itself," he wrote Mr. Rogers"--a tale which tells itself; I merely have to hold the pen." "Mr. Clemens, I have been wanting to know you a long time," and he was


id: 2986
title: Mark Twain: A Biography. Volume III, Part 1: 1900-1907
author: Paine, Albert Bigelow
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  Five days after Mark Twain''s return to America, his old friend Clemens, the man, rather than to Mark Twain, the literate. Howells at the time expressed an amused fear that Mark Twain''s Meeting Beard a few days later, Clemens mentioned the matter and said: "We had a noble good time in the yacht," Clemens wrote Twichell on their He once told Howells, with the wild joy of his boyish heart, how Mrs. Clemens found some compensation, when kept to her room by illness, in the Mark Twain was the only man who ever lived, so far as we know, whose of years, by which time Clemens''s active interest was a good deal Twain was "the greatest man of his day in private life, and entitled to Clemens, coming to say good night, saw a little group about her bed, Clemens said very little at the time.


id: 5812
title: Following the Equator: A Journey Around the World. Part 5
author: Twain, Mark
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  You soon find your long-ago dreams of India rising in a sort of vague and In this case a native prince, 16 1/2 years old, who has been making mud pies in a village street, and having an innocent good time. In India your day may be said to begin with the "bearer''s" knock on the servant in an Indian hotel you are likely to have a slow time of it and been eight years old; so in the natural (Indian) order of things she The bride was a trim and comely little thing of twelve years, dressed as man with a dog like that feels just as a person does who has a child that have explained to him that if you take a great long low dog like that and was two men and a little of another man per month during his twenty years


id: 5813
title: Following the Equator: A Journey Around the World. Part 6
author: Twain, Mark
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  of Maha Kal, the Great Fate, and happiness in the life to come is poor thing to dig tanks with, because, by the time this one was finished, I think it difficult not to believe that a god who could build a world The dead women came draped in red, the men in white. high ground a little distance away began to talk and shout with great Close to the cremation-ground stand a few time-worn stones which are Rajah''s people, and all Benares came storming about the place and Hastings escaped from Benares by night and got safely away, leaving the in a good house in a noble great garden in Benares, all meet and proper By these, I know that in India the tiger kills something over 800 persons In India the snakes kill 17,000 people a came back from the water, I saw that they had not taken her little


id: 5808
title: Following the Equator: A Journey Around the World. Part 1
author: Twain, Mark
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  Leaving Honolulu--Flying-fish--Approaching the Equator--Why the Ship Went Where New Zealand Is--But Few Know--Things People Think They Know--The Railway Station--Making Way for White Man--Waiting Passengers, High and officers of the ship laid away their blue uniforms and came out in white Ten years passed away before I saw him the second time. We had one game in the ship which was a good time-passer--at least it was by all; in fact, people said that he was made entirely out of good "It looks like an accident, his coming at such a time; but let no one Mr. Brown drive the Old People to Nancy Taylor''s one at a time, or put Savages are eager to learn from the white man any new way to kill each In Captain Cook''s time (1778), the native population of the islands was pictures of ships, New England rural snowstorms, and the like; sea-shells


id: 5810
title: Following the Equator: A Journey Around the World. Part 3
author: Twain, Mark
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  The white man knew ways of keeping down population which were worth The white man knew ways of reducing a native population country eighty times as large as Rhode Island, as I have already said. when the white man came; they could muster but twenty, thirty-seven years civilization down to this day the white man has always used that very There are many humorous things in the world; among them the white man''s Mr. Chauncy once saw "a little native man" throw a cricket-ball 119 of white people and natives were pretty nearly as good as his pictures of On the way we saw the usual birds--the beautiful little green parrots, I clip them from a chatty speech delivered some years ago by Mr. William Little, who was at that time mayor of Ballarat: ''For,'' said he, ''I, who have lived eighteen years in New Zealand and have little inconsequent patch like New Zealand, ah, what wouldn''t you know


id: 5809
title: Following the Equator: A Journey Around the World. Part 2
author: Twain, Mark
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  ought to see Sydney in the summer time if he wanted to know what warm about New Year''s Day, the mercury went up to 106 deg. and New South Wales and its capital are like the rest in this. thousand up to half a million head; in America the word indicates a man knowing when a man is working by a god''s power and not by his own. Oh, come--later news than fifty days, brought steaming hot Show me a copy of the London Times only ten days old." Victoria is by no means so great as that of New South Wales. South Australia, and then all the way back to Sydney. Hill is close to the western border of New South Wales, and Sydney is on knows in some way or other whether the marks were made to-day or Freethinkers, Infidels, Mormons, Pagans, Indefinites they are all there.


id: 5811
title: Following the Equator: A Journey Around the World. Part 4
author: Twain, Mark
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  looks the other way; the person caught noticing would suffer fine and relating to New Zealand; and his house is a museum of Maori art and American who has lived there half a lifetime; a fine man, and prosperous no man without good executive ability can ever hope--tell me, have you fine native house of the olden time, with all the details true to the present, in their proper places, and looking as natural as life; and the In New Zealand women have the right to vote for members of the In the New Zealand law occurs this: "The word person wherever it occurs night may forget some other things if they live a good while, but they A good many of us got ashore at the first way-port to seek another ship. the time of day by a clock, he won''t stay where he cannot find out when


id: 5814
title: Following the Equator: A Journey Around the World. Part 7
author: Twain, Mark
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  has a hundred friends about him, evenings, be likes to have a good time Man likes light work or none at all--there he labors all day in the between those people and the Boer government, Great Britain would have to Jameson was intercepted by the Boers on New Year''s Day, and on the next stand by Jameson and their new oath of allegiance to the Boer government, Boer, and taking the results: Jameson''s men would follow the custom. government by England in 1877, the Boers fretted for three years, and place where the Boers interrupted the Jameson raid.) The little handful Four days after the flag-raising, the Boer force which had been sent that Boer marksmanship is not so good now as it was in those days. equal of the 8,000 Boers, Jameson should have had 240,000 men, whereas he In the train that day a passenger told me some more about Boer life out


id: 8473
title: Life on the Mississippi, Part 3.
author: Twain, Mark
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  The next moment both men were flying up the pilot-house companion way, One trip a pretty girl of sixteen spent her time in our pilot-house with By this time the boat''s yawl was manned and away, to search for the pilot''s knowledge who carries the Mississippi River in his head. of what the pilot must know in order to keep a Mississippi steamer out I think a pilot''s memory is about the most wonderful thing in the world. later he took out a full license, and went to piloting day and night-The moment that the boat was under way in the river, bitter pill to have to accept association pilots at last, yet captains the association pilots and said-S----, pay him about a thousand dollars, and take an association pilot half the boats had none but association pilots, and the other half had


id: 8471
title: Life on the Mississippi, Part 1.
author: Twain, Mark
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  instance, a man is living in the State of Mississippi to-day, a cut-off Hard Times, La., the river is two miles west of the region it used to OF OLD MISSISSIPPI RIVER WHICH LA SALLE FLOATED DOWN IN HIS CANOES, TWO fair right to think the river''s roaring demon was come. (it is high water and dead summer time), and are floating down the river went and got it and said never mind, this warn''t going to be the last of and so the Child better look out, for there was a time a-coming, just as man they called Ed said the muddy Mississippi water was wholesomer to his face in the river, and come and set down by me and got out his pipe, Some said, let''s all go ashore in a pile, if the bar''l comes again. I now come to a phase of the Mississippi River life of the flush times


id: 8474
title: Life on the Mississippi, Part 4.
author: Twain, Mark
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  In the old times, whenever two fast boats started out on a race, with a Those boats will never halt a moment between New Orleans and St. Louis, those wood-boats in tow and turn a swarm of men into each; by the time times in Fort Adams reach, which is five miles long. That trip we went to Grand Gulf, from New Orleans, in four days (three made the run from St. Louis to St. Paul (800 miles) in 2 days and 20 hours. And by the same token any person can see that seven hundred and fortytwo years from now the Lower Mississippi will be only a mile and threequarters long, and Cairo and New Orleans will have joined their streets old bend had already begun to fill up, and the boat got to running away vanished time, is that of Brown, of the steamer ''Pennsylvania''--the man The moment I got back to the pilot-house, Brown said--


id: 8472
title: Life on the Mississippi, Part 2.
author: Twain, Mark
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  engine bells, and in due time the boat''s nose came to the land, a torch It made my heart ache to think I had only got half of the river plain that I had got to learn this troublesome river BOTH WAYS. What is called the ''upper river'' (the two hundred miles between St. Louis and Cairo, where the Ohio comes in) was low; and the Mississippi Coming up-stream, pilots did not mind low water or any kind of ''My boy, you''ve got to know the SHAPE of the river perfectly. change the shape of the river in different ways. river in the night the same as he''d know his own front hall?'' I went to work now to learn the shape of the river; and of all the It was plain that I had got to learn the shape of the river in all the river--shapes and all--and so I can run it at night?''


id: 8475
title: Life on the Mississippi, Part 5.
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  going to follow the river the rest of my days, and die at the wheel when One thing seemed plain: we must start down the river the next day, if thing to look new; the coal smoke turns it into an antiquity the moment THE RIVER ABREAST OF THE TOWN IS CROWDED WITH STEAMBOATS, stuff down the river at a time, at an expense so trivial that steamboat MY idea was, to tarry a while in every town between St. Louis and New had as many dollars as they could read alligator water a mile and a half alligator water it was said; I don''t know whether it was so or not, and old times, but it seemed to need some repairs here and there, and a new Uncle Mumford has been thirty years a mate on the river. about the only place in the Upper River that a new cub was allowed to


id: 8479
title: Life on the Mississippi, Part 9.
author: Twain, Mark
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  All day long you hear things ''placed'' as having happened had stepped out of his house in New Orleans, one night years ago, to largely and vaporously of old-time experiences on the river; always & when she got out of the cars at a way place i said, marm have you lost year of Littles Living Age, i didn''t know what you would like & i told When I for the first time heard that letter read, nine years ago, I felt small boy, at the time; and I saw those giddy young ladies come crosses the Red River on its way out to the Mississippi, but the sadfaced paddlers never turn their heads to look at our boat. One day the head said: ''The time is not distant when I shall be freed observing the woman, after some time said to the man who came with her:


id: 8482
title: Life on the Mississippi, Part 12.
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  ''When Dean came,'' said Claggett, ''the people thought he was an escaped He granted these facts, but said that if I would hunt up Mr. Schoolcraft''s book, published near fifty years ago, and now doubtless ''I blow my breath,'' said the old man, ''and the stream stands still. crosses the Red River on its way out to the Mississippi, but the sadfaced paddlers never turn their heads to look at our boat. A few miles up this river, the depth of water on the banks was fully At thirty miles above the mouth of Black River the water extends from One day the head said: ''The time is not distant when I shall be freed they had received food from the old man: but very soon the bear came in observing the woman, after some time said to the man who came with her:


id: 8476
title: Life on the Mississippi, Part 6.
author: Twain, Mark
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  The next time I saw my partner, I said, ''Now, come out, be honest, and man shot a boy twelve years old--happened on him in the woods, and young man rode up--steamboat laying there at the time--and the first low water the river bank is very high there (fifty feet), and in my day TIMES-DEMOCRAT''S relief-boat, see Appendix A]} The water had been to the boat, at the same time, for she can of course make more miles Devil''s Island, in the Upper River, they wanted the water to go one way, 4. Some believed in the scheme to relieve the river, in flood-time, by man on the river banks, south of Cairo, talks about it every day, during ''He had sold the other negro the third time on Arkansaw River for War. Two men whom I had served under, in my river days, took part in The usual river-gossip going on in the pilot-house.


id: 8481
title: Life on the Mississippi, Part 11.
author: Twain, Mark
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  One Monday, near the time of our visit to St. Louis, the ''GlobeDemocrat'' came out with a couple of pages of Sunday statistics, whereby months before my time was up, for i saw it want no good, nohow--the day little room over the stable i sat a long time thinking over my past life a chance for 3 months--he talked to me like a father for a long time, & year of Littles Living Age, i didn''t know what you would like & i told after them every Sunday hour before school time, I also got 4 girls to This letter arrived a few days after it was written--and up went Mr. Williams''s stock again. When I for the first time heard that letter read, nine years ago, I felt from the time she went in; and was always suffering, too; never got a small boy, at the time; and I saw those giddy young ladies come


id: 8477
title: Life on the Mississippi, Part 7.
author: Twain, Mark
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  I have a lodger who shall tell you all you want to know. heard nothing that I said; took no notice of my good-byes, and plainly ''The thumb''s the only sure thing,'' said he; ''you can''t disguise that.'' It was the print of the thumb of the fortythird man of Company C whom I had experimented on--Private Franz Adler. river two days to prepare my way for me is going to follow me with it; goggles behind me in that dead man''s hand. themselves, after long years; for MY hands were tied, that night, you Again the man tried to do something with his hands. You put money into the hands of a man matter off as being a small thing; but when you come to look at the watch this man all the time, and keep him within bounds; it would not do Years ago, I talked with a couple of the Vicksburg non-combatants--a man


id: 8478
title: Life on the Mississippi, Part 8.
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  time I saw this Mr. John Backus, I guessed, from his clothes and his All the passengers were on deck to look--even the gamblers--and Backus times saw the gamblers talking earnestly with Backus, and once I threw ''I CALL you!'' said Backus, heaving his golden shot-bag on the pile. speak, made of high-colored yarns, by the young ladies of the house, and Delaware; on the wall by the door, copy of it done in thunder-andlightning crewels by one of the young ladies--work of art which would two are memorials of the long-ago bridal trip to New Orleans and the goods per year.''{footnote [New Orleans Times-Democrat, 26 Aug, 1882.]} A Then New Orleans piped up and said-factory in New Orleans: labels, bottles, oil, everything. bank, got a shot gun, took deliberate aim at General Mabry and fired. The instant Mabry shot, O''Connor turned and fired, the


id: 8480
title: Life on the Mississippi, Part 10.
author: Twain, Mark
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  me--now captain of the great steamer ''City of Baton Rouge,'' the latest One of the pilots whom I had known when I was on the river had died a buried a young fellow who perished at the wheel a great many years ago, had stepped out of his house in New Orleans, one night years ago, to I was told that one of my pilot friends fell dead at the wheel, from WE had some talk about Captain Isaiah Sellers, now many years dead. steamboat pilot, still surviving at the time I speak of, had ever turned largely and vaporously of old-time experiences on the river; always river, and sign them ''MARK TWAIN,'' and give them to the ''New Orleans of it, in the captain''s own hand, has been sent to me from New Orleans. was a very real honor to be in the thoughts of so great a man as Captain


id: 8589
title: Roughing It, Part 8.
author: Twain, Mark
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  houses; a steep wall of lava, a thousand feet high at the upper end and took away his life, and tried to picture in my mind the doomed man Some of the old natives believed Cook was Lono to the day of their death; generations passed from before the people like a cloud, and a shout went high and pointed at both ends, is a foot and a half or two feet deep, and wastes of lava long generations ago stricken dead and cold in the climax stood, was a small look-out house--say three miles away. gentlemen gave a good part of their time every day, during the calm, to "I tell you I don''t like this place at night," said Mike the agent. If you want to be facetious, young man, there are times and I then read what I had written and handed it to Mr. Lynch, whereupon Mr. Winters said:


id: 8588
title: Roughing It, Part 7.
author: Twain, Mark
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  natives; then the white town of Honolulu, said to contain between twelve I saw long-haired, saddle-colored Sandwich Island maidens sitting on the to-day--time, 4:30 P.M.--the party to consist of half a dozen gentlemen and so I said I had never seen lightning go like that horse. time there frequently, on sultry days "laying off." The spot is called It is said that in the old times thousands of human beings were Another friend of mine bought a pretty good horse from a native, a day or You give your horse a little grain once a day; it comes from San In old times here Saturday was a grand gala day indeed. the person or thing placed under tabu was for the time being sacred carried to the eating house, where he took a little food in his converse with them all the day long of his great joy in the turnip.


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title: Roughing It, Part 6.
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  They told her to wait a year and a day, and if at the end like a man; helped his exhausted and insensible blonde, her parents and boat and went to the blonde''s ship--so his captain made him work his Virginia was a busy city of streets and houses above ground. feet froze, and lost money, too, becuz old Robbins took a favorable turn In California he gets a living out of old mining claims that white men went away for a week and left me the post of chief editor. two or three years old at the time. word, I kept the due state of a man worth a hundred thousand dollars buggy--overboard went the man, and in less time than I can tell it the eyeing and pointing men stood about many a building, looking at long were found in this way by the same man in one day.


id: 8582
title: Roughing It, Part 1.
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  miles away on the great plains and deserts, and among the mountains of We changed horses every ten miles, all day long, and fairly flew over the days, and I''ll be along some time to-night, and if I can do ye any good places and sleep thirty or forty minutes at a time, on good roads, while team out of the stables--for in the eyes of the stage-driver of that day, Now that was stage-coaching on the great overland, ten or twelve years beat was pretty long, and his sleeping-time at the stations pretty short, thousand long miles in fifteen days and a half, by the watch! No matter what time of the day or night City we had heard drivers and conductors talk about only three things been about this man Slade, ever since the day before we reached The stage-drivers and conductors told us that sometimes Slade would leave


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title: Roughing It, Part 5.
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  appearance about that time, with a cocked revolver in his hand, and said dollars, and said he meant to go into the fruit business in a modest way. Twenty-Five Dollars a week to come up to Virginia and be city editor of and all day long half of this little army swarmed the streets like bees day, and every man believed that his little wild cat claim was as good as man offered a stock present to a friend, for the offer was only good and Virginia, a man "located" a mining claim and began a shaft on it. For a long time after one of the great Virginia mines had been "Come right along, friends," said Col. Jack; "don''t mind us. election before it got a start; and everybody said he was the only man Reeder said it was a most cowardly act to shoot a man in such a way,


id: 8583
title: Roughing It, Part 2.
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  world when the driver said that the Mormons often came there from Great and a little Rocky Mountain news, and we gave him some Plains information Two miles beyond South Pass City we saw for the first time that small piles of stones which the driver said marked the resting-place of of Big Mountain, fifteen miles from Salt Lake City, when all the world said further, that Mr. Young observed that life was a sad, sad thing and hid up unto the Lord, to come forth in due time by the way of God, will no suffer that this people shall do like unto them of old. And it came to pass that they fought all that day, and At the end of our two days'' sojourn, we left Great Salt Lake City hearty I left Great Salt Lake a good deal confused as to what state of things


id: 8584
title: Roughing It, Part 3.
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  great plain and was a sufficient number of miles away to look like an sheet of blue water lifted six thousand three hundred feet above the could hold, three times a day, and chasing game over mountains three yellow pine timber land--a dense forest of trees a hundred feet high and log-house and excite the envy of the Brigade boys; but by the time we had out a long way from shore, so great a storm came up that we dared not try miles, and he walked back for exercise, and got the horse towed. Gold Hill, was the most successful silver mining locality in Nevada. rather, for we lay by a couple of days, in one place, to let the horses "Can''t tell, yet," said Mr. Ballou, who was an old gold miner, and had ledge that would yield two thousand dollars a ton--would that satisfy way--suppose some person were to tell you that two-thousand-dollar ledges


id: 8585
title: Roughing It, Part 4.
author: Twain, Mark
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  promising subject, and gave him no rest day or night, for awhile. fourth morning, Arkansas got drunk and sat himself down to wait for an man that was a gentleman all the time and every way you took him, give me snow-storm continued another day our case would be the next thing to in the air, rocks as big as a house jumping ''bout a thousand feet high silver and gold in a ton of rock would find its way to the end of the He said he was paying me ten dollars a week, and thought it a good round and bullied the pack horse till I presently got him into a trot, and then A white man cannot drink the water of Mono Lake, for it is nearly pure swimming, for that venomous water would eat a man''s eyes out like fire,


