Mark Twain, a Biography — Volume III, Part 1: 1900-1907 eBook

Albert Bigelow Paine
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 301 pages of information about Mark Twain, a Biography — Volume III, Part 1.

Mark Twain, a Biography — Volume III, Part 1: 1900-1907 eBook

Albert Bigelow Paine
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 301 pages of information about Mark Twain, a Biography — Volume III, Part 1.

There was a day when she was brought out on the terrace in a wheel-chair to see the wonder of the early Italian summer.  She had been a prisoner so long that she was almost overcome with the delight of it all—­the more so, perhaps, in the feeling that she might so soon be leaving it.

It was on Sunday, the 5th of June, that the end came.  Clemens and Jean had driven out to make some calls, and had stopped at a villa, which promised to fulfil most of the requirements.  They came home full of enthusiasm concerning it, and Clemens, in his mind, had decided on the purchase.  In the corridor Clara said: 

“She is better to-day than she has been for three months.”

Then quickly, under her breath, “Unberufen,” which the others, too, added hastily—­superstitiously.

Mrs. Clemens was, in fact, bright and cheerful, and anxious to hear all about the new property which was to become their home.  She urged him to sit by her during the dinner-hour and tell her the details; but once, when the sense of her frailties came upon her, she said they must not mind if she could not go very soon, but be content where they were.  He remained from half past seven until eight—­a forbidden privilege, but permitted because she was so animated, feeling so well.  Their talk was as it had been in the old days, and once during it he reproached himself, as he had so often done, and asked forgiveness for the tears he had brought into her life.  When he was summoned to go at last he chided himself for remaining so long; but she said there was no harm, and kissed him, saying:  “You will come back,” and he answered, “Yes, to say good night,” meaning at half past nine, as was the permitted custom.  He stood a moment at the door throwing kisses to her, and she returning them, her face bright with smiles.

He was so hopeful and happy that it amounted to exaltation.  He went to his room at first, then he was moved to do a thing which he had seldom done since Susy died.  He went to the piano up-stairs and sang the old jubilee songs that Susy had liked to hear him sing.  Jean came in presently, listening.  She had not done this before, that he could remember.  He sang “Swing Low, Sweet Chariot,” and “My Lord He Calls Me.”  He noticed Jean then and stopped, but she asked him to go on.

Mrs. Clemens, in her room, heard the distant music, and said to her attendant: 

“He is singing a good-night carol to me.”

The music ceased presently, and then a moment later she asked to be lifted up.  Almost in that instant life slipped away without a sound.

Clemens, coming to say good night, saw a little group about her bed, Clara and Jean standing as if dazed.  He went and bent over and looked into her face, surprised that she did not greet him.  He did not suspect what had happened until he heard one of the daughters ask: 

“Katie, is it true?  Oh, Katie, is it true?”

He realized then that she was gone.

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