S. L. CLEMENS.

Postscript by Mrs. Clemens written on Mr. Clemens's letter:

DEAR MR. HALL,--This is my birthday and your letter this morning was a

happy addition to the little gifts on the breakfast table. I thought of

going out and spending money for something unnecessary after it came,

but concluded perhaps I better wait a little longer.

Sincerely yours

O. L. CLEMENS.

“The German Chicago” was the last of the six McClure letters and was

finished that winter in Berlin. It is now included in the Uniform

Edition of Mark Twain's works, and is one of the best descriptive

articles of the German capital ever written. He made no use of the

Rhone notes further than to put them together in literary form.

They did not seem to him to contain enough substance to warrant

publication. A letter to Hall, written toward the end of December,

we find rather gloomy in tone, though he is still able to extract

comfort and even cheerfulness from one of Mr. Hall's reports.

Memorandum to Fred J. Hall, in New York:

Among the MSS I left with you are a few that have a recent look and

are written on rather stiff pale green paper. If you will have those

type-writered and keep the originals and send me the copies (one per

mail, not two.) I'll see if I can use them.

But tell Howells and other inquirers that my hopes of writing anything

are very slender--I seem to be disabled for life.

Drop McClure a line and tell him the same. I can't dare to make an

engagement now for even a single letter.

I am glad Howells is on a magazine, but sorry he gave up the Study. I

shall have to go on a magazine myself if this L. A. L. continues to hold

my nose down to the grind-stone much longer.

I'm going to hold my breath, now, for 30 days--then the annual statement

will arrive and I shall know how we feel! Merry Xmas to you from us all.

Sincerely,

S. L. C.

P. S. Just finished the above and finished raging at the eternal German

tax-gatherer, and so all the jubilant things which I was going to say

about the past year's business got knocked out of me. After writing this

present letter I was feeling blue about Huck Finn, but I sat down and

overhauled your reports from now back to last April and compared them

with the splendid Oct.-Nov. business, and went to bed feeling refreshed

and fine, for certainly it has been a handsome year. Now rush me along

the Annual Report and let's see how we feel!

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