New York, Dec. 28
Dear J. H.—
I hasten to enclose to you my R R ticket from New Haven to New York, before I forget to recollect it. You see, when I found, last night, that there was a boat at 11 P.M., & that a man would have to get up as early as day before yesterday to [catsh ]any train that would leave before noon, I of course sent down & engaged a stateroom—& as I haven’t any earthly use for this R R ticket, my soul swells with a boundless generosity, & I send it to you.1 If it shall be the means of making one year small year of your sad this ‸your‸ sad earthly pilgrimage seem happier, & brighter, & bullyer, it is all I ask. Pax Vobiscum! (I don’t know what Pax Vobiscum means, but it is the correct thing to say in the way of a benediction, I believe.) Good-bye. Great love to the wife & the boys.
Yrs always
Sam Mark.
I wrote Livy about your coming Feb. 1—& to be ready for the woods the first of August—& what Mrs. Hooker said to us—& everything.—Hello, I didn’t see that blank page on the other side.2
Explanatory Notes | Textual Commentary
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Previous publication:
L3, 441–442.
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Provenance:
It is not known when Twichell’s papers were deposited at Yale,
although it is likely that he bequeathed them to the university upon his
death in 1918 (L2, 570).
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Emendations and textual notes:![]()
catsh • [sic]