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No indeedy, mother dear, let’s not stop at the St. Nicholas if the new hotel is better—however, it don’t matter—suit yourselves about that.1
I am lazying, [to-day,] in order to be rested for my first lecture [tomorrow] night,2 so I won’t write any more except to say that we love you & are ever so anxious to see you all.
Yr aff son
Samℓ
Explanatory Notes | Textual Commentary
had but three days to acquaint the public with the fact that he would
lecture, and for one week only. Nobody expected him to draw an
audience unless he could be advertised at least three months in
advance. He drew. He drew better every night. The week’s
business was something astonishing. In this same hall Dickens used
to read, and when Mark took it people were turned from the door on
the last nights of his first week. (Stoddard 1874) The London correspondent for the Buffalo Commercial summed up for his readers: Mark Twain’s success as a lecturer has been distinct and
perfect. The general opinion is that he is not so essentially
original a humorist as Art[e]mus Ward, but there are
compensating qualities in his fun which render him as a whole as
successful a “show"—he will pardon
the expression—as was the poor fellow who came over here
to make us laugh while he was coughing his way to an early grave.
(Reprinted in the Elmira Advertiser, 7 Nov
73, 3) On the morning after Clemens’s first appearance, the London
Daily News called his lecture “an
odd and amusing mixture of solid fact and humorous
extravagance,” and concluded: Mr. Twain is a comparatively young man, small in form and feature,
dark-haired and dark complexioned. He has a good deal of the nasal
tone of some portion of the Americans. He possesses all that insouciance and aplomb
which is generally ascribed to American lecturers, and apparently
came upon the stage assured of the success which he so speedily
obtained. (14 Oct 73, 2, clipping in Scrapbook 12:9, CU-MARK) Clemens’s friend George H. Fitzgibbon, the London
correspondent for the Darlington Northern Echo,
telegraphed his newspaper: Anything more thoroughly original and enjoyable than Mark
Twain’s lecture on our fellow savages of Sandwich Island
has never been presented to the London public. If ever an
entertainment had to be personally witnessed, to be fully enjoyed,
it is Mark Twain’s lecturing. No amount of verbatim
reporting or glowing description could give you a fair idea of the
charmingly novel mannerism and marvellously happy story-telling
ability of this singularly eccentric American genius. . . . Judging
by the attendance, applause, and laughter, the lecture was a great
success. (Fitzgibbon 1873) The London Graphic noted that the description[s] of the manners and customs of the natives
were interspersed with various witticisms, which were heartily
appreciated and loudly applauded. Mr. Twain evidently has
“the art of putting things.” The lecture,
which lasted rather more than an hour, . . . was listened to
throughout with great interest. (18 Oct 73, 375) And the London Examiner reported: This week we have had in Mark Twain (Mr S. L.
Clemens) a genuine specimen of the American humorous lecturer.
Although some of the more essentially American allusions were barely
appreciated by an English audience, Mark Twain’s dry
manner, his admirable self-possession, and perfectly grave
countenance formed a background that made the humorous portion of
the lecture irresistible. Once or twice in the course of the evening
the lecturer, partly on his credit as a man of humour and partly on
the expectation that each sentence would prove to contain an
artfully-hidden joke, was watched and listened to with almost
breathless attention whilst he indulged in some rather bombastic
prose-poetry descriptions of life in the islands that formed the
subject of his lecture; and it was one of his boldest strokes to
conclude, not with a quaint anecdote, but with one of those flowery
performances that had been listened to in this way, and to make his
exit in the most complete silence. (18 Oct 73, 10) Favorable reviews also appeared in the London Morning
Post, Times, Evening Echo, Standard, and Sportsman, as well as in several weeklies—the Observer, Cosmopolitan, Spectator, and Saturday Review, among others (Scrapbook 12:1, 7,
11, 13, 15, 19, 23, 25, 27, CU-MARK). Although Clemens was extremely gratified
by his enthusiastic reception, he was probably not flattered by the
remarks of a supercilious writer for the London Daily
News, who called him “a leading
professor” of “that school of
jesting” that included humorists such as Artemus Ward,
Petroleum V. Nasby, and Josh Billings: Fresh, original, and amusing this new kind of humor is; at its best,
it is irresistible; even at its worst, it is popular. Its success
here, as well as across the ocean, is beyond dispute. But we doubt
whether it is destined to amuse the world for long; or whether
anything more than ashes will be felt when its fire goes out. This critic considered Bret Harte, however, to be “a true
poet, ... the discoverer of a new world for literature,” and
was also full of praise for James Russell Lowell, who belongs decidedly to the brotherhood of the great humourists whose
works are among the ornaments of literature and the reforming
agencies of society. He is of kin to the genuine poets who were
satirists as well; his humour is always refined by high culture,
intensified by its tinge of pathos, and strengthened by manly
purpose. (17 Oct 73, 5, clipping in Scrapbook 12:3, 5, CU-MARK)
Source text(s):
Previous publication:
L5, 452–454.
Provenance:donated to CtHMTH in 1962 or 1963 by Ida
Langdon.
Emendations and textual notes:
to-day • to-|day
tomorrow • to-|morrow