Hartford, Apl. 26.
My Dear General—
Thank you heartily, you splendid old reconstructed profane rebel conundrumist!
The “old man” has been down again & spent two days with me—he came fortified—brought 6 bottles of Scotch whisky—& all he drank while here was two glasses.1
We talked a deal about you & your disheartening habit of cursing & swearing at the table while the ladies & the ministers needed quiet & silence wherein to coax their sustenance to go down—& stay.
Well, the builders have been at work digging cellar a week, now, & so it does really look as if a year from to-day (as per contract) the architect might really be able to say, “Mr. Clemens your shanty is ready.” And then—or sooner if you can—I want you to come!2
Good-bye—
Yrs
S. L. Clemens.
Explanatory Notes
Source text(s):
Previous publication:
L5, 356–357.
Provenance:donated to MoHH in 1995 by Lyman L. Pierce.