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How charitably she treats that ghastly experience! It is a dear and lovely disposition, and a most valuable one, that can brush away indignities and discourtesies and seek and find the pleasanter features of an experience. Susy had that disposition, and it was one of the jewels of her character that had come to her straight from her mother. It is a feature that was left out of me at birth. And at seventy I have not yet acquired it. I did not go to Vassar College professionally, but as a guestâ âas a guest, and gratis. Aunt Clara (Mrs. Stanchfield) was a graduate of Vassar and it was to please her that I inflicted that journey upon Susy and myself. The invitation had come to me from both the lady mentioned by Susy and the president of the collegeâ âa sour old saint who has probably been gathered to his fathers long ago; and I hope they enjoy him; I hope they enjoy his society. I think I can get along without it, in either end of the next world.
We arrived at the college in that soaking rain, and Susy has described, with just a suggestion of dissatisfaction, the sort of reception we got. Susy had to sit in her damp clothes half an hour while we waited in the parlor; then she was taken to a fireless room and left to wait there again, as she has stated. I do not remember that presidentâs name, and I am sorry. He did not put in an appearance until it was time for me to step upon the platform in front of that great garden of young and lovely blossoms. He caught up with me and advanced upon the platform with me and was going to introduce me. I said in substance, âYou have allowed me to get along without your help thus far, and if you will retire from the platform I will try to do the rest without it.â I did not see him any more, but I detest his memory.
Of course my resentment did not extend to the students, and so I had an unforgettable good time talking to them. And I think they had a good time, too, for they responded as one man, to use Susyâs unimprovable phrase.
Girls are charming creatures. I shall have to be twice seventy years old before I change my mind as to that. I am to talk to a crowd of them this afternoon, students of Barnard College (the sexâs annex to Columbia University), and I think I shall have just as pleasant a time with those lassies as I had with the Vassar girls twenty-one years ago.
Thursday, March 8, 1906Letter from brother of Captain Tonkrayâ âMr. Clemens replied that original of âHuckleberry Finnâ was Tom Blankenshipâ âTomâs father Town Drunkardâ âDescribes Tomâs characterâ âDeath of Injun Joeâ âStorm which came that nightâ âIncident of the Episcopal sextons and their reformsâ âMr. Dawsonâs school in Hannibalâ âArch Fuquaâs great gift.
For thirty years, I have received an average of a dozen letters a year from strangers who remember me, or whose fathers remember me as boy and young man. But these letters are almost always disappointing. I have not known these strangers nor their fathers. I have not heard of the names they mention; the reminiscences to which they call my attention have had no part in my experience; all of which means that these strangers have been mistaking me for somebody else. But at last I have the refreshment, this morning, of a letter from a man who deals in names that were familiar to me in my boyhood. The writer encloses a newspaper clipping which has been wandering through the press for four or five weeks, and he wants to know if his brother, Captain Tonkray, was really the original of âHuckleberry Finn.â
âHuckleberry Finnâ Dead
Original of Mark Twainâs Famous Character Had Led Quiet Life in Idaho
(By Direct Wire to the Times.)
Wallace, (Idaho), Feb. 2.â â(Exclusive dispatch.) Capt. A. O. Tonkray, commonly known as âHuckleberry Finn,â said to be the original of Mark Twainâs famous character, was found dead in his room at Murray this morning from heart failure.
Capt. Tonkray, a native of Hannibal, Mo., was 65 years old. In early life, he ran on steamboats on the Mississippi and the Missouri rivers, in frequent contact with Samuel L. Clemens,
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