Hartford 13th.
Dear Mother—
At last I am through with the most detestable lecture campai[g]n that ever was—a campaign which was one eternal worry with contriving new lectures & being dissatisfied with them. I think I built & delivered 6 different lectures during the season1—& as I lectured 6 nights in the week & never used notes, you may fancy what a fatiguing, sleepy crusade it was. My last effort suited them in New York, & so I come out satisfactorily at the very fag-end of the course. Pity but it could have happened sooner.
The building of a new lecture robbed me of my visit to you, upon which I had long been calculating. But there was no help for it. I worked all night at Erie, & all next day, & still wrote by candle-light from Erie to Toledo in the cars & got through at midnight—but was so killed up that I had to fall back on my old lecture for a night or two.2 And then after all, the Chicago Tribune printed my new speech in full & I had to sacrifice all my most of my sleeping time for 5 days & nights in the getting up of an entirely new lecture.
So you can see that letter writing has been among the impossibilities with me for the last four months. I have wanted to write you, many a time, but there wasn’t life enough in me for that or anything else. Under the circumstances, my conscience almost held me guiltless. When you get into the lecture field you will appreciate these hardships; but until that time I fear you will only laugh at them.
I lectured eleven or [twelve] thousand dollars’ worth, paid off all my debts, squandered no end of money, & came out of the campaign with less than $1500 to show for all that work & misery.3 I ain’t going to ever lecture any more—unless I get in debt again. Would you?
{I killed a man this morning. He asked me when my book was coming out.}4
Our baby is flourishing wonderfully. He is as white as snow, but [ seel seems] entirely healthy., & is very [fatt ] & chubby, & always cheerful & happy-hearted—can say “Pa” & knows enough to indicate which parent he means by it (which is Margaret the nurse.)5 He can’t walk, though 16 months old; but that is not backwardness of development physically, but precocity of [ del development] intellectually, so to speak, since it is development of inherited indolence, acquired from his father—(indolence is an intellectual faculty I believe?)
Livy is doing finely—getting a little bit stronger all the time. She is taking German lessons from an [Irishwoman] (the party who does our washing)6—& she drives out without counting the miles. So, bodily & mentally she is growing.
We have the Spaulding girls with us from Elmira, & also the Gleasons from the Water Cure.7 I wish we had you & your tribe.
We are to go to Elmira early in March & stay 2 months—& then we not only hope to see you there, but bring you here with us when we return.8 We would go to see you, but our servants will not permit us to be absent more than 2 months. They have so signified.9
Love to the household. Do you forgive
Yr eldest
Samℓ ?
Explanatory Notes | Textual Commentary
Source text(s):
Previous publication:
L5, 43–45; MTMF, 158–61.
Provenance:see Huntington Library in Description of Provenance.
Emendations and textual notes:
twelve • [‘we’ conflated]
seel seems • seelms
fatt • [‘t’ partly formed]
del development • delvelopment
Irishwoman • Irish- | woman