I was naturally anxious to use thosefine characteristic letters, and I wrote him for his consent. The soft, gray stuccohad taken on a tone that melted into the sky and foliage of itsbackground. Then, early in August, there came a greatcelebration of some municipal anniversary, and for two or three daysthere were processions, mass-meetings, and so on by day, with fireworksat night. And I thought he meant a good deal more than the wordsconveyed.
miner [and other San Francisco publications]. Or, if it wasn't that, he said, it was a most remarkable coincidence. They saw only Mark Twain. So Samuel Clemens had reached the half-century mark; reached it in whatseemed the fullness of success from every viewpoint.
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