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Clemens that summer wrote, or rather finished, his most pretentious poem. I wouldn't see them, I said, and then Clemens went directly down to them. This was at the end of November, 1883, while the play was still beingrevised. O, sinking in the waves of death she cried to meFor mother-help, and got for answerSilence!We that are old--we comprehend; ev

mpressed with the roaring humor of some of thescenes, and with the wild extravagance of the farce mot I sha'n't have any fear as to results. Repeatedly urged to let Liverpool share in his visit, he had reconsiderednow, and on the day following the Punch dinner, on July loth, theycarried him, with T. Clemens had been asked to write about itfor the American papers, and he did so after his own ideas, illustratingsome of his material with pictures of his own selection.