I am aware that you are going to be welcomed to our town by great audiences, on both nights of your stay here, [& ]I beg to add my hearty welcome also, through this note.1 I cannot come to the theater on either evening, Raymond, because there is something so touching about your acting that I can’t stand it.2 {I do not mention a couple of colds in my head, because I hardly mind them as much as I would the erysipelas, but between you & me I would prefer it if they were rights & lefts.}
And then there is another thing. I have always taken a pride in earning my living in outside places & spending it in Hartford;3 I have said that no good citizen would live on his own people, but would go forth & make it sultry for other communities & fetch home the result; & now at this late day I find myself in the crushed & bleeding position of fattening myself upon the spoils of my brethren! Can I support such grief as this? {This is literary emotion, you understand. Take the money at the door just the same.}
Once more I welcome you to Hartford, Raymond, but as for me, let me stay at home & blush.4
Yours truly,
Explanatory Notes | Textual Commentary
“Col. Sellers” unfolded
his grand speculative schemes again last night to an audience that
filled the Opera House in every part, and quite a number of persons
unable to secure seats occupied the standing room in the rear of the
parquette circle. Mr. Raymond kept the audience thoroughly amused
with the peculiarities of the principal character of the drama, from
the beginning of the play to the end. Miss Kate Field’s
personation of Laura Hawkins was better than
on the first evening. Then she labored under the disadvantages of a
first appearance in the character, a position more trying to a
recent debutante than to one long familiar with the stage. There was
a naturalness about some portions of her acting which was quite
enjoyable in contrast with the mannerism of some who depend mainly
upon the tricks and clap-trap of “stage
business” to win popular applause. At the end of the
fourth act there were loud calls for Mr. Clemens, some of the
audience believing that he was witnessing the play from one of the
boxes. Mr. Raymond responded to the call and said Mr. Clemens was
not in the building, but he had received a letter from him. This he
read, as follows:— And, the newspaper reported: The reading of this letter provoked much
laughter. It was a touch of humor not down in the bills, and as the
audience had got their money’s worth in witnessing the
play advertised, Mr. Clemens can consider the expression of
“literary emotion” as an extra contribution to
the enjoyment of the evening—a
“chromo” awarded to each visitor. The play was well attended and well received on both
nights. The Courant called it “one of
the most enjoyable entertainments ever put upon the boards,”
crediting Raymond and Clemens in equal measure (“Colonel
Sellers,” 12 Jan 75, 2). But the Hartford Times observed that it is hardly proper to complain of Mr. Warner and
Mark Twain for the poverty of invention, and commonplace character
of this play. Especially as Colonel Sellers is there to make
plenteous amends. But, a jewel of such pure water as he should have
invited a better setting, not a dull background to bring it out.
Therefore, it is with mixed feelings the parents of this dramatic
child are to be congratulated. Parents they are, for Mr. Warner
originated it, Mark Twain conceived and brought it forth.
(“The Gilded Age,” 12 Jan 75, 2) For Clemens’s opinion of Kate Field, see 19 and 25 Jan 75
to Stillson.
Yesterday Mr & Mrs Raymond and Miss Kate
Field lunched with us. Lunch was to be at three. The first course
was soup, the second quails & rice croquets, third,
chicken croquets and salad (the kind that you hate I helped make
it), fourth strawberry short cake, fifth orange ice, lastly fruit
& coffee. The table was decorated with flowers. The
dishes were decorated with crimson & gold. Each fruit
plate had an exquisite flower painted in it. The ice cream saucers
were decorated with flowers &c. The coffee cups were like dolls’ cups, the
saucers matched and were all covered with birds and flowers. The
spoons were the size of dolls’ spoons, the same pattern
as Ma’s tea spoons. In the evening, Annie attended the performance: The house was crowded. And the play was
splendid. Mr Raymond is perfect as Colonel Mulberry Sellers. It
doesn’t seem like acting. The Hawkins family at home and
the trial scene were the richest of all. When Colonel Sellers bows
to the jury and will persist in making speeches to them, it was
perfectly comical. His hits took well, especially those about
congress and the jury. The success of the play is wonderful. They
are already trying for seats at Washington and Baltimore weeks in
advance. Miss Fields did much better than we feared she would do, in
the shooting scene she was very good indeed. In closing, Annie reported: “Uncle Sam and
Aunt Livy have bet a lot down by this creek. She to give it to him if he
makes $12,000. on the play between the first of Jan.
& 1st of June, and he to give it
to her if he doesn’t make that much.” Given the
profitability of the play (see 26 Jan 75 to Watt, n.
4), it is likely that Clemens won the bet. In 1946,
Annie’s son, Samuel Charles Webster, gave a condensed account
of her impressions of the luncheon and the performance: My mother was visiting her uncle at the time and she
remembers the opening night, and how disturbed she was because
Colonel Sellers looked so unlike Cousin James, and the luncheon
given by the Clemenses next day for the principals, John T. Raymond
and Kate Field. They had pheasants and the maid forgot to pass the
currant jelly. (MTBus, 124)
Source text(s):
Previous publication:
L6, 345–347; “Dramatic,” Hartford Evening Post, 13 Jan 75; “‘The
Gilded Age.’—A Letter from Mark Twain,”
Boston Globe, 15 Jan 75, 4; Seaver 1875, excerpt; MTB, 1:539–40; Kiralis, 2–3.
Provenance:see Mark Twain Papers in Description of Provenance.
Emendations and textual notes:
Hartford • Hartford
My Dear Raymond • My Dear Raymond
& • and [here and hereafter]
Mark • Mark