London, Sept. 22.
Livy darling, I am making tolerably fair progress, & am at last getting my [sight-seeing] systematized. I am running the legs off myself, but tomorrow & next day I am going to devote to my diary. It will bring me up a good long way.
I have been carrying English paper money loosely in my pocket, just as I always did with greenbacks, & I have come to grief. I find I have lost it all out, some time or other, don’t know when—only noticed it to-day. Lost anywhere from £30 to £40.1 Stupid business.
Published that blast at Hotten yesterday. I met Mrs. George Turner & Nellie on the stairs yesterday—wasn’t expecting to see them here.2
This is no worn-out field. I can write up some of these things in a more different way than they have been written before.
Made a speech at the Savage Club last night. Had a very good time there.3
Welly-well-well, I v wish you were here instead of half a world away, [sweetheart.] Tell me how you are. I love you Livy darling, I do [assure] you, with all my heart.
Samℓ
[in ink:] Mrs. Samℓ. L. Clemens | Cor Forest & Hawthorne | Hartford | Conn. [in upper left corner:] U.S. of America. | [flourish] [on flap:] slc [postmarked:] [london • w 6] sp23 72 [and] [ new york oct 5 paid] all
Explanatory Notes | Textual Commentary
We broke up at two in the morning; then I missed my
money—five 5-pound notes, new and white and crisp, after
the cleanly fashion that prevails there. Everybody hunted for the
money but failed to find it. How it could have gotten out of my
trousers-pocket was a mystery. . . . After I had gone to bed in the
Langham hotel I found that a single pair of candles did not furnish
enough light to read by with comfort, and so I rang, in order that I
might order thirty-five more, for I was in a prodigal frame of mind
on account of the evening’s felicities. The servant
filled my order, then he proposed to carry away my clothes and
polish them with his brush. He emptied all the pockets, and among
other things he fetched out those five 5-pound notes. Here was
another mystery! . . . He said it was very simple; he got them out
of the tail-coat pocket of my dress suit! I must have put them there
myself and forgotten it. Yet I do not see how that could be, for as
far as I could remember we had had nothing wet at the Savage Club
but water. As far as I could remember. (SLC 1907, 4–5)
no man can belong to it who has not produced some
successful work in art or literature, or gained some success on the
stage, and the number of these is limited to a hundred. Membership
of the Savage Club has been vainly sought by Lords who had done
nothing. The members dine together every Saturday at a table d’hôte, the hour
being fixed at five, so that the actors and others may repair to the
theaters. (Conway 1872) Some believed that the club took its name from poet and playwright
Richard Savage (d. 1743), whose claim of illegitimate birth, maternal
ill-treatment, and subsequent poverty (made famous in an account by
Samuel Johnson) are now considered apocryphal. Journalist and novelist
George Augustus Sala, on the other hand, asserted that “we
dubbed ourselves Savages for mere fun” and
“practised a shrill shriek or war-whoop, which was given in
unison at stated intervals” (Watson, 21).
Source text(s):
Previous publication:
L5, 169–170; LLMT, 178.
Provenance:see Samossoud Collection in Description of Provenance.
Emendations and textual notes:
sight-seeing • sight-|seeing
sweetheart • sweet-|heart
assure • assure assure
london w 6 • [] ondon w [6] [badly inked]
new york oct 5 paid • [] ew [y]ork [] t 5 [] aid [badly inked]