No one ever suspected that Mark Twain wasthe author of this fable. Emerson would have found one-he knew every foot of the river-but to her the cliffs looked all alike. Their windows looked downon a lot of Chinese houses-- tin-can houses, they were called--smallwooden shanties covered with beaten-out cans. As a matter of fact, hefasted and prayed a good while over the call.
As already stated, it required ten years for Roughing It toreach the one-hundred-thousand mark, which the Innocents reached inthree. Walter coughed. On both sides of the water books wereappropriated, often without profit, sometimes even without credit, to theauthor. Griffith have a remarkably cordial relationship, I remarked, handing Emerson a pile of letters.
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