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the cook; was in slavery more than forty years; and the self…
satisfied wench; the last of the group; is the little baby's
American nurse…maid。 In the middle distance my mother…in…law's
coachman (up on errand) has taken a position unsolicited to help out
the picture。 No; that is not true。 He was waiting there a minute
or two before the photographer came。 In the extreme background;
under the archway; you glimpse my study。
The 〃new baby;〃 〃Bay;〃 as they came to call her; was another little
daughter; born in June; a happy; healthy addition to the household。
In a letter written to Twichell we get a sweet summer picture of this
period; particularly of little sunny…haired; two…year…old Susy。
There is nothing selfish about the Modoc。 She is fascinated with
the new baby。 The Modoc rips and tears around outdoors most of the
time; and consequently is as hard as a pineknot and as brown as an
Indian。 She is bosom friend to all the chickens; ducks; turkeys;
and guinea…hens on the place。 Yesterday; as she marched along the
winding path that leads up the hill through the red…clover beds to
the summer…house; there was a long procession of these fowls
stringing contentedly after her; led by a stately rooster; who can
look over the Modoc's head。 The devotion of these vassals has been
purchased with daily largess of Indian meal; and so the Modoc;
attended by her body…guard; moves in state wherever she goes。
There were days; mainly Sundays; when he did not work at all; peaceful
days of lying fallow; dreaming in shady places; drowsily watching little
Susy; or reading with Mrs。 Clemens。 Howells's 〃Foregone Conclusion〃 was
running in the Atlantic that year; and they delighted in it。 Clemens
wrote the author:
I should think that this must be the daintiest; truest; most
admirable workmanship that was ever put on a story。 The creatures
of God do not act out their natures more unerringly than yours do。
If your genuine stories can die I wonder by what right old Walter
Scott's artificialities shall continue to live。
At other times he found comfort in the society of Theodore Crane。 These
two were always fond of each other; and often read together the books in
which they were mutually interested。 They had portable…hammock
arrangements; which they placed side by side on the lawn; and read and
discussed through summer afternoons。 The 'Mutineers of the Bounty' was
one of the books they liked best; and there was a story of an Iceland
farmer; a human document; that had an unfading interest。 Also there were
certain articles in old numbers of the Atlantic that they read and
reread。 'Pepys' Diary'; 'Two Years Before the Mast'; and a book on the
Andes were reliable favorites。 Mark Twain read not so many books; but
read a few books often。 Those named were among the literature he asked
for each year of his return to Quarry Farm。 Without them; the farm and
the summer would not be the same。
Then there was 'Lecky's History of European Morals'; there were periods
when they read Lecky avidly and discussed it in original and unorthodox
ways。 Mark Twain found an echo of his own philosophies in Lecky。 He
made frequent marginal notes along the pages of the world's moral
historynotes not always quotable in the family circle。 Mainly;
however; they were short; crisp interjections of assent or disapproval。
In one place Lecky refers to those who have undertaken to prove that all
our morality is a product of experience; holding that a desire to obtain
happiness and to avoid pain is the only possible motive to action; the
reason; and the only reason; why we should perform virtuous actions being
〃that on the whole such a course will bring us the greatest amount of
happiness。〃 Clemens has indorsed these philosophies by writing on the
margin; 〃 Sound and true。〃 It was the philosophy which he himself would
always hold (though; apparently; never live by); and in the end would
embody a volume of his own。'What Is Man? Privately printed in 1906。'
In another place Lecky; himself speaking; says:
Fortunately we are all dependent for many of our pleasures on
others。 Co…operation and organization are essential to our
happiness; and these are impossible without some restraint being
placed upon our appetites。 Laws are made to secure this restraint;
and being sustained by rewards; and punishments they make it the
interest of the individual to regard that of the community。
〃Correct!〃 comments Clemens。 〃He has proceeded from unreasoned
selfishness to reasoned selfishness。 All our acts; reasoned and
unreasoned; are selfish。〃 It was a conclusion he logically never
departed from; not the happiest one; it would seem; at first glance; but
one easier to deny than to disprove。
On the back of an old envelope Mark Twain set down his literary
declaration of this period。
〃I like history; biography; travels; curious facts and strange
happenings; and science。 And I detest novels; poetry; and theology。〃
But of course the novels of Howells would be excepted; Lecky was not
theology; but the history of it; his taste for poetry would develop
later; though it would never become a fixed quantity; as was his devotion
to history and science。 His interest in these amounted to a passion。
XCV
AN 〃ATLANTIC〃 STORY AND A PLAY
The reference to 〃Auntie Cord〃 in the letter to Dr。 Brown brings us to
Mark Twain's first contribution to the Atlantic Monthly。 Howells in his
Recollections of his Atlantic editorship; after referring to certain
Western contributors; says:
Later came Mark Twain; originally of Missouri; but then
provisionally of Hartford; and now ultimately of the solar system;
not to say the universe。 He came first with 〃A True Story;〃 one of
those noble pieces of humanity with which the South has atoned
chiefly; if not solely; through him for all its despite to the
negro。
Clemens had long aspired to appear in the Atlantic; but such was his own
rating of his literature that he hardly hoped to qualify for its pages。
Twichell remembers his 〃mingled astonishment and triumph〃 when he was
invited to send something to the magazine。
He was obliged to 〃send something〃 once or twice before the acceptance of
〃A True Story;〃 the narrative of Auntie Cord; and even this acceptance
brought with it the return of a fable which had accompanied it; with the
explanation that a fable like that would disqualify the magazine for
every denominational reader; though Howells hastened to express his own
joy in it; having been particularly touched by the author's reference to
Sisyphus and Atlas as ancestors of the tumble…bug。 The 〃True Story;〃 he
said; with its 〃realest king of black talk;〃 won him; and a few days
later he wrote again: 〃This little story delights me more and more。 I
wish you had about forty of 'em。〃
And so; modestly enough; as became him; for the story was of the
simplest; most unpretentious sort; Mark Twain entered into the school of
the elect。
In his letter to Howells; accompanying the MS。; the author said:
I inclose also 〃A True Story;〃 which has no humor in it。 You can
pay as lightly as you choose for that if you want it; for it is
rather out of my line。 I have not altered the old colored woman's
story; except to begin it at the beginning; instead of the middle;
as she didand traveled both ways。
Howells in his Recollections tells of the business anxiety in the
Atlantic office in the effort to estimate the story's pecuniary value。
Clemens and Harte had raised literary rates enormously; the latter was
reputed to have received as much as five cents a word from affluent
newspapers! But the Atlantic was poor; and when sixty dollars was
finally decided upon for the three pages (about two and a half cents a
word) the rate was regarded as handsomewithout precedent in Atlantic
history。 Howells adds that as much as forty times this amount was
sometimes offered to Mark Twain in later years。 Even in '74 he had
received a much higher rate than that offered by the Atlantic;but no
acceptance; then; or later; ever made him happier; or seemed more richly
rewarded。
〃A True Story; Repeated Word for Word as I Heard It 〃 was precisely what
it claimed to be。 'Atlantic Monthly for November; 1874; also included
in Sketches New and Old。' Auntie Cord; the Auntie Rachel of that tale;
cook at Quarry Farm; was a Virginia negress who had been twice sold as a
slave; and was proud of the fact; particularly proud that she had brought
1;000 on the block。 All her children had been sold away from her; but
it was a long time ago; and now at sixty she was fat and seemingly
without care。 She had told her story to Mrs。 Crane; who had more than
once tried to persuade her to tell it to Clemens; but Auntie Cord was
reluctant。 One evening; however; when the family sat on the front
veranda in the moonlight; looking down on the picture city; as was their
habit; Auntie Cord came around to say good night; and Clemens engaged her
in conversation。 He led up to he