As to age, the fact that I am nearly seventy-two years
old does not clearly indicate how old I am, because
part of every day—it is with me as with
you, you try to describe your age, and you cannot do
it. Sometimes you are only fifteen; sometimes
you are twenty-five. It is very seldom in a
day that I am seventy-two years old. I am older
now sometimes than I was when I used to rob orchards;
a thing which I would not do to-day—if
the orchards were watched. I am so glad to be
here to-night. I am so glad to renew with the
Savages that now ancient time when I first sat with
a company of this club in London in 1872. That
is a long time ago. But I did stay with the
Savages a night in London long ago, and as I had come
into a very strange land, and was with friends, as
I could see, that has always remained in my mind as
a peculiarly blessed evening, since it brought me
into contact with men of my own kind and my own feelings.
I am glad to be here, and to see you all again, because
it is very likely that I shall not see you again.
It is easier than I thought to come across the Atlantic.
I have been received, as you know, in the most delightfully
generous way in England ever since I came here.
It keeps me choked up all the time. Everybody
is so generous, and they do seem to give you such
a hearty welcome. Nobody in the world can appreciate
it higher than I do. It did not wait till I
got to London, but when I came ashore at Tilbury the
stevedores on the dock raised the first welcome —a
good and hearty welcome from the men who do the heavy
labor in the world, and save you and me having to
do it. They are the men who with their hands
build empires and make them prosper. It is because
of them that the others are wealthy and can live in
luxury. They received me with a “Hurrah!”
that went to my heart. They are the men that
build civilization, and without them no civilization
can be built. So I came first to the authors
and creators of civilization, and I blessedly end
this happy meeting with the Savages who destroy it.
GENERAL MILES AND THE DOG
Mr. Clemens was the guest of honor
at a dinner given by the Pleiades Club at
the Hotel Brevoort, December 22, 1907. The toastmaster
introduced the guest of the evening with a high tribute
to his place in American literature, saying that he
was dear to the hearts of all Americans.
It is hard work to make a speech when you have listened
to compliments from the powers in authority.
A compliment is a hard text to preach to. When
the chairman introduces me as a person of merit, and
when he says pleasant things about me, I always feel
like answering simply that what he says is true; that
it is all right; that, as far as I am concerned, the
things he said can stand as they are. But you
always have to say something, and that is what frightens
me.
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