The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-01-04
Carrot or Hogarth. he wasn't quite sure

Carrot or Hogarth. he wasn't quite sure
which.
There used 70 be an artist in Sill
verton," he began-but at that moment
the hall was filed with the perfume
Of a pipe compared with which those
Of Pan would have been feeble, and 1t
was Mark Twain himself. in slippers
and very comfortable morning attire,
who stood before us, looking better
than the best pictures Of him either of
US had ever seen.
We came to draw your picture, Mr.
Twain" said Davenport; that is,
did He'-here the cartOonist indicat-
ed me-''came to hear you talk"
All" said the humorist in a voice
that took several minutes to pass
given point, come in here
He piloted US into a little room in one
corner of the house, a room filed with
DOCKS, magazines. papers, boxes Of ci-
gars, cOrneOb pipes. cans OF tobacco
and matches in about equal prOPOr-
tiOns.
Through one OF the windows we could
see the Hudson, with steamboat pass
ing now and then, to tempt the master
I OF the house to go down there and
I grasp the sDOkeS of a wheel The
I others look out on grass and trees,
abundance of both, for the Twain place
IS a trife smaller than Central park
AAANAN - 10 utSLl Ablll8 A1cl4k L " s1Ali
DaFenports pictures of him are better
/ than descriptions. better than photo
graphs. The shock of hair is not quite
50 heaVy as it used to be, but the eye
( broMs are just as long, and the mus
( tache Just as dropping as of old. Time
mas written a great many wrinkles on
MS brow. but ii has taken pains with
the job. and the wrinkles are like the
picture writing on a totem pole
GU can read in them the story Of
that time when Twain and Higbee
/ struck a blind lead, and were million
aires for week. You can decipher the
/ tale OF the little boy who wandered up
and down the big Mississippi steam
| BOAT and filed himself wath joy You
/ can see the mark of the mining camp.
/ the imprint of the Hannibal news
I paper, the lines worn by the intrusions
1 of lightning rod agents the stupidity
/ OF European guides, the heartlessness
/ of city editors, the vandalism of French
Iransiators of THE Jumping Frog of
/ Calaveras County"
/ q g, o
It is a kindly, gentle face; one would
/ never suspect that grim irony and saw
| age satire lie beneath it, ready to rouse
| at some fresh contact with the shams
\ and Alterations of a shamming and
affected world
! We sat for awhile and said nothing.
]
/ rocking pipe. now and then stroking
I the papers on the arm of his chair
/ lovingly. as if he IOnged TO begin work
/ upon them again
This hour" he said finally, between
a quarter past 10 and lit isn't an
! hour; only three-quarterS of an hour.
/ you Knows the only time 1 have for
/ visitors. Then people can come and
| see me. After-my breakfast is set
tied and I am ready to get to work.
! There was more silence, which Dav-
/ export suddenly broke
DO you know. Mr. Twain" he said
from behind his bristol board. that
you kept me from seeing Prince
Henry?''
well. no; 1 can't say that that fact
is in my collection"
That's right You were at the ban
quet they gave him at the Waldorf
and the minute you came into the room
/ followed you around and forgot that
the prince was there"
"Ah, that was very thoughtful OF
you" The smoke rose in an OPAQUE