The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1910-04-26

row to him. He tried to smoke on the
steamer while returning from Bermu-
da, and only gave it up because hs
was too feeble to draw on his pipe.
Even Aon his death bed, when he had
passed point Of speech, and it was
no longer certain that his ideas were
lucid, he would make the motion of
waving a cigar and smiling, expel
empty air from under the mustache
still stained with smoke.
Where Mark Twain chose to spend
his declining years was the first out
post Of Methodism in New England,
and it was among the hills Of Red
ding that Gen. Israel Putnam, Of the
Revolutionary War, mustered his
sparse ranks. Putnam Park now
encloses the memory of his camp.
Mark Twain first heard Of it at
the dinner given him on his 10th
birthday, when feellow guest who
lived there mentioned its beauties,
and added that there was vacant
house adjoining his own. II think
you may buy that old house for me,
said Mark Twain.
Innocence at Home.
Sherwood Place was the delectable
name Of that old house and where 1t
stood Mark Twain reared the white
walls Of the Italian villa he first
named Innocence at Home" but a
first experience of what a New Eng
land winter storm can be in its whit
est fury quickly caused him to chris
ten it anew "Stormfeld." "
Through the lines about his place
the "innocent at home' loved to
wander in his white flannel for home
1y gossip with the neighbors. They
refember him best as one who, above
all things, loved good listener, for
Mark was a mighty talker, stored
with fairy tales for the little maids,
he adored and racier, ruder speech
for more stalwart, masculine ears.
Last summer the walks began to
falter, last fall they ceased for good.
The death of H. H. Rogers, a close
friend, was severe blow. The death
of his daughter, Jean, who was seized
with an attack of epilepsy last fall
while in her bath, was an added blow
from which he never recovered. It
was then that the stabbing pains in
the heart began. Mark Twain died
as truly as i can be said of any man,
of a broken heart.
Last Literary Efforts.
The last bit of literary work he
did was chapter Of his unfinished
autobiography describing his daugh-
ter, Jeans, death. He sought diver
sion In Bermuda, where he was the
guest of the American vice consul,
VIM. H. Allen, whose young daughter,
Helen, acted as amanuensis for what
letters he cared to dictate.
His winter was gay but not happy.
When he heard of the successive
deaths Of his two friends, VIM. M.
Lafan, of the Sun, and R. W. Glider,
editor Of the Century, he said sadly:
elbow fortunate they are-no good
fortunate of that kind ever comes to
me-" J
Life had no furher allurements for
him.
VIII Rest Beside Loved Ones.
The burial will be in the family
plot at Elmira, n. Y, where lie al
ready his wife, his two daughters.
Susan and Jean, and his infant sou,
Langhorne. No date has yeet been
set, as the family is still undecided
vi. ether ol not there shall be a puo-
lie funeral first in New York city.
Mr.. Paine said tonight that Mark
Twain lad put his affairs in perfect
order, and that he died well off,
though byno means rich man. He
leaves considerable number Of IN
finished manuscripts in all stages of
completion, and Of all characters,
many of them begun years ago and
put aside as unsatisfactory. Mrs.
Gabrilowitsch will aid Mr.. Paine in
the final decision as to what use shall
be made Of these.
Mark Twain's Life.
The mere chronology Of Mark
Twain s life is soon told. Like most