Mark Twain, who came in at a late hour, was called up to respond to the toast “Woman,” and said that in answer to that toast he had determined to favor the audience with his able and instructive lecture on “Artemus Ward,” which would only occupy an hour and three-quarters, but which might be condensed by leaving out all the jokes, into an hour and a half; but on second thought he said he would not give it, as he already saw a look of terrible exasperation on the faces of his audience[.] He then gave some reminiscences of his reportorial career, and, strange to say, the more unfortunate his experiences were, the more uproarious was the laughter which greeted their recital; and naturally becoming discouraged at the want of sympathy exhibited, he sat down amid shouts of laughter, which made the room ring again and again. (“The Boston Press Club,” 13 Nov 71, 4)