25 September 1864 • San Francisco, Calif.
(MS: NPV, UCCL 00087)
‸P. S.—Jerome Rice was an old friend of mine at the Lick House a year ago. We always sat together at table. He used always to pledge his “lost wife & babies” in his wine at dinner, & wonder whether they were living or dead & I used to stand security that he should live to see them again, poor fellow. He was one of the best men in the world. His wife went from the ship to the [funeral.—]& afterwards lay in a swoon 36 hours. While Rice was here rolling in suddenly acquired wealth, his wife was wearing stockings in Texas which she made out of old pieces of blanket. She was in the [enem‸y’s‸ ies ]country, & could not escape. She had a hard time.‸ 1
San Francisco,
Sept.
25, [
188 1864].
My Dear Mother & Sister
You can see by my picture that this superb climate agrees with me. And it ought, after living where I was never out of sight of [snow-banks ]24 hours during 3 years. Here we have neither snow nor cold weather, fires are never lighted, & yet summer clothes are never worn—you [ were wear ]spring clothing the year round.
Steve Gillis, who has been my comrade for 2 years, & who came down here with me, is to be married, in a week or two, to a very pretty girl worth $130,000 in her own right2—& then I shall be alone again, until they build a house, which they will do shortly.
We have been here only 4 months, yet we have changed our lodgings 5 times, & our hotel twice. We are very comfortably fixed where we are, [ & h now], & have no fault to find with the rooms or with the people—we are the only lodgers in a well-to-do private family, with one grown daughter in & a piano in the parlor adjoining our room. But I need a change, & must move again. I have taken rooms further down the street. I shall stay in this little quiet street, because it is full of gardens & shrubbery, & there are none but dwelling houses in it.3
I am taking life easy, now, & I mean to keep it up for a while. I don’t work at night any more. I told the “Call” folks to pay me $25 a week, & let me work only in daylight. So I get up at 10 in the morning, & quit work at 5 or 6 in the afternoon. You ask if I work for greenbacks? Hardly. [ I What ]do you suppose I could do with greenbacks here?4
I have engaged to write for the new literary paper—the [“Californian”—]same pay I used to receive on the “Golden Era”—one article a week, fifty dollars a month. I quit the “Era,” long ago. It wasn’t [high-toned ]enough. I thought that whether I was a literary “jackleg” or not, I wouldn’t class myself with that style of people, anyhow. The “Californian” circulates among the highest class of the community, & is a paper the best weekly literary paper in the United States—& I suppose I ought to know.5
I work as I always did—by fits & starts. I wrote two articles last night for the Californian, so that lets me out for 2 weeks.6 That would be about seventy-five dollars, in greenbacks, wouldn’t it?
Been down to San José (generally pronounced Sannozay—emphasis on last syllable)—today—50 miles from here, by [Railroad]. Town of 6,000 inhabitants, buried in flowers & shrubbery. The climate is finer than ours here, [because it ]is not so close to the ocean, & is protected from the winds by the coast range.
I had an invitation today, [to d ] go down on an excursion to San Luis Obispo & from thence to the city of Mexico, to be gone 6 or 8 weeks, or possibly longer, but I could not accept, on account of my contract to act as chief mourner or groomsman at Steve’s funeral. wedding.
I have triumphed. They refused me & other reporters some information at a branch of the Coroner’s office—Massey’s undertaker establishment, a few weeks ago. I published the wickedest article on them I ever wrote in my life, & you can rest assured we got all the information we wanted after that. It made Mr. Massey come to his milk, mighty quick. Next week the Coroner died, & when they came to fill the vacancy, I had a candidate pledged to take the lucrative job out of Massey’s hands, & I went into the Board of Supervisors & [button-‸holed‸ hold ] every member & worked like a slave against for my man. When I began he hadn’t a friend in the [Board,. ]He was elected, just like a knife, & Mr Massey is out in the cold.7 I learned to pull wires in the Washoe Legislature, & my [ x experience ]is, that when a bill is to be put through a body like that, the only thing necessary to insure success is to get the reporters to log-roll for it.
What has become of that girl of mine that got married? I mean Laura Wright.
I wrote to Aunt Ella 3 months ago. I don’t hear often from Orion & Mollie. I hardly ever write. When you write to me, write through Orion.
By the new census, San Francisco has a population of $ 130,000. They don’t count the hordes of Chinamen.
Yrs afftly
Sam.
I send a picture for Annie, & one for Aunt Ella—that is, if she will have it.8
Explanatory Notes | Textual Commentary
His wife and family, who have been enduring for
four years all the privations and misfortunes that war could entail
upon them in a section of Texas desolated alternately by both
contending parties, and whom he had not seen and scarcely ever heard
from during that time, will arrive here from Boston, (to which port
they lately escaped,) day after to-morrow. . . . Who, among all the
brave men that shall read this sad chapter of disasters, could
carry, with firm nerve, the bitter tidings to the unsuspecting widow
and her orphans, and uncoffin before them a mutilated corpse in
place of the loving husband and father they are yearning to embrace?
(“Sad Accident—Death of Jerome
Rice,” CofC, 124) Clemens probably enclosed a clipping of this article in his letter.
Source text(s):
Previous publication:
L1, 311–314; MTB, 1:256, excerpts; MTL, 1:99–100, with omissions.
Provenance:see McKinney Family Papers, pp. 459–61.
Emendations and textual notes:
funeral.— • [dash over period]
enem‸y’s‸ ies • [‘y’s’ over ‘ies’]
188 1864 • 18‸64‸ 8 [‘6’ over ‘8’]
snow-banks • snow-|banks
were wear • werear [‘ar’ over ‘er’]
& h now • [‘now’ over ‘& h’]
I What • [‘W’ over ‘I’]
“Californian”— • [possibly ‘“Californian”—’; close quotation marks above dash]
high-|toned • high-toned
Railroad • Railroaidd [‘d’ over ‘id’]
because it • becausit it [false start]
to d • [‘d’ partly formed]
button-‸holed‸ hold • button-hold |holed
Board,. • [period over comma]
x experience • [‘e’ over ‘x’]