there are no newspapers, no telegrams, no mobiles, no trolleys, no trams, no tramps, no railways, no theatres, no noise, no lectures, no riots, no murders, no fires, no burglaries, no politics, no offences of any kind, no follies but church, & i don't go there. - letter to elizabeth wallace, march 10, 1910
CHICAGO DAILY TRIBUNE, march 17, 1907
mark twain seeks place to wear white.
mark twain, known to the passenger list of the steamer bermudian as "the hon. samuel l. clemens," sailed today for the summery climes of bermuda "in search," he said, "of rest, british humor, and an opportunity to appear logical in march in a white suit."
"they say," he observed, as he lit a cigar, "that the combined aroma of crushed onion and easter lilies is like that which dilate the nostrils of the gods on parnassus. i'm going to find out."
masterworks, located in the bermuda botanical garden, celebrated twain's life on the island with an exhibit which runs through the end of june. provided by an anonymous donor, it includes letters, clothing and even cigar boxes (void, of course, of the cigars he endorsed) from the character clemens. a wonderful look back for this literary geek. $5 admission.