July 5.
My Dear Howells:1
I have finished the story & didn’t take the chap beyond boyhood. I believe it would be fatal to do it in any shape but autobiographically—like Gil Blas.2 I perhaps made a mistake in not writing it in the first person. If I went on, now, & took him into manhood, he would just be like all the one-horse men in literature & the reader would conceive a hearty contempt for him. It is not a boy’s book, at all. It will only be read by adults. It is only written for adults.
Moreover, the book is plenty long enough, as it stands. It is about 900 pages of MS., & may be 1000 when I ‸shall‸ have finished “working up” vague places.; so it would make from 130 to 150 pages of the Atlantic—about what the Foregone Conclusion made, isn’t it?3
I would dearly like to see it in the Atlantic, but I doubt if it would pay the publishers to buy the privilege, or me to sell it. Bret Harte has sold his novel (same size as mine, I should say) to Scribner’s Monthly for $6,500 (publication to begin in Septembrer, I think,) & he gets a royalty of 7½ per cent from Bliss in book form afterward. He gets a royalty of ten per cent on it in England (issued in serial numbers) & the same royalty on it in book form afterward, & is to receive an advance payment of five hundred pounds the day the first No. of the serial appears.4 If I could do as well, here & there, with mine, it might possibly pay me, but I seriously doubt it.—though it is likely I could do better in England than Bret, who is not widely known there.
You see I take a vile, mercenary view of things—but then my household expenses are something almost ghastly.
By & by I shall take a boy of twelve & run him on through life into (in the first person) but not Tom Sawyer—he would not be a good character for it.5
I wish you would promise to read the MS of Tom Sawyer some time, & see if you don’t really decide that I am right in closing with him as a boy—& point out the most glaring defects for me. It is a tremendous favor to ask, & I expect you to refuse, & would be ashamed to expect you to do otherwise. But the thing has been so many months in my mind that it seems a [relief to] snake it out. I don’t know any other person whose judgment I could venture to take fully & entirely. Don’t hesitate about saying no, for I know how your time is taxed, & I would have honest need to blush if you said yes.
Osgood & I are “going for” the puppy Gill on infringement of [trademark].6 To win one or two suits of this kind will set literary folks on a firmer bottom. The N. Y. Tribune doesn’t own the world—I wish Osgood would sue it for stealing Holmes’s poem. Wouldn’t it be gorgeous to sue Whitelaw [Read] for petty larceny? I will promise to go into court & swear I think him capable of stealing pea-nuts from a blind pedlar.7
Mrs. C. grows stronger. Susie is down with a fever. Kindest regards to you all.8
Yrs Ever
Clemens
Explanatory Notes | Textual Commentary
Exactly when Clemens became acquainted with the renowned soprano Clara Louise Kellogg (1842–1916)
is not known. In November 1875 he was still trying to introduce Francis Boott’s music to her (see 4 Nov 75 to Howells). In 1877 Howells sold the dramatic rights to A Counterfeit Presentment to Lawrence Barrett, who appeared in it for one season (Howells: 1877; 1979, 150–51).
Henry Houghton hoped to help persuade Clemens to serialize Tom Sawyer in the Atlantic
Monthly by promising to stop the unauthorized newspaper reprinting that would reduce the market for the book version. The Atlantic had not tried to impede the widespread reprinting of Clemens’s “Old Times on the
Mississippi” articles (see 6 Jan 75 to Houghton and
Company, n. 1).
Howells apparently forgot to enclose the music by Francis Boott (see 13 July 75 to Howells).
Source text(s):
Previous publication:
L6, 503–6; MTB, 1:547, excerpt; Paine 1917, 785–86, and MTL, 1:258–59, with omission; MTHL, 1:91–94.
Provenance:see Howells Letters in Description of Provenance.
Emendations and textual notes:
relief to • relieft to [false start]
trademark • trade-|mark
Read • [sic]