Du hast das Herze mein
So ganz genommen ein
Dass ich almost nobody else lieb
Als Dich allein.
Benny dear, I am making Aunt Sue wait a moment till I send you a good-night kiss & lots of love.
[drawing of Susan L. Crane:]
[drawing of Clara]
Restored to health & to the family. Welcome, dear! / V.
[drawing of a young Olivia L. Clemens]
Portrait of a lydy.
Ben, dear, this is a very conscientiously exact portrait of your mother when she was a sweet young innocent thing like you, & wore an inside handkerchief & low neck & short sleeves & a benevolent smile, along with other decorations suitable to her circumstances & time of life.
Love to you, dear. Fumigate the cat & send him in. / Father.
[drawing of Mrs. Hapgood]
Good-night, Benny, dear, we’ll ’tend to the kitten. With love to you— / Father
[drawing of Clara on a horse]
from quarantine [MTP].
May 15 Friday – Sam’s notebook: “
Cooper Inst? / Dr. Rice, 7.30” [NB 46 TS 16].
May 16 Saturday – Sam went to Fairhaven, Mass. to visit H.H. Rogers, who was recovering from an appendectomy. The men played billiards, went on a ride, then after dinner Rogers took to his bed; Sam and William E. Benjamin (Rogers’ son-in-law) played more billiards till 11:30 p.m. [May 17 to Livy].
James B. Pond wrote to Sam that he was suffering his 12th week with an ulcer on the ball of his foot that would not heal. He wanted to hear from him. He had heard at the dinner table that Mark Twain had “been let in on so many tips by his friends, Rogers, Morgan, Harvey, & others that he had forgotten all the friends he ever had that did not control millions” [MTP]. On the env. Sam wrote, “Write him—& roast him.”
May 17 Sunday – In Fairhaven, Mass. Sam wrote to Livy.
Livy darling, your message did not reach us last night; New Bedford said at 9.30 p.m. that none had arrived; but we got it this morning. Poor little Benny! & poor little Mamma! It is good that aunt Sue is there & that Katy can be with you—I am very glad, since I am not there to help. Yesterday Mr. Rogers played one game of billiards too many—then we shut him off; then he drove one mile too many & we shut him off; after dinner Benjamin & I sent him to bed earlier than he wanted to go—then we played billiards till 11.30. This forenoon we have done a good deal of walking—it is a fine air, & no end of bird-music. It is you, & not I, that ought to be having this outing; it would do you so much good, & you need it whereas I don’t.
SLC used mourning border for most letters from Susy’s death on, then from Livy’s death on.