Talks about authors and their work . love,Few cares or sorrows sadden the beauty of our gather simple pleasures, like daisies by the way, 172 TALKS ABOUT AUTHORS. Theres not a cloud in heaven, but drops its silent dew,No violet in the meadow, but blesses with its blue,No happy child in Concord, who may not do its part,To make the great world better, by innocence of ! blossom in the sunshine,Beneath the village tree,For the little lads and the fairest flowers we see. SAMUEL CLEMENS. ]\IARK TWAIN. Born November 30, 1835. All boys who have made friends with TomSawyer and
Talks about authors and their work . love,Few cares or sorrows sadden the beauty of our gather simple pleasures, like daisies by the way, 172 TALKS ABOUT AUTHORS. Theres not a cloud in heaven, but drops its silent dew,No violet in the meadow, but blesses with its blue,No happy child in Concord, who may not do its part,To make the great world better, by innocence of ! blossom in the sunshine,Beneath the village tree,For the little lads and the fairest flowers we see. SAMUEL CLEMENS. ]\IARK TWAIN. Born November 30, 1835. All boys who have made friends with TomSawyer and Huckleberry Finn will be gladto know something about Mark Twain, whowrote about their adventures. When he was a boy in Hannibal, Missouri, helived just such a life as the boys he writes about, except inthe most excit-ing were whatthe Hannibalboys wishedwould happento them, butsome of thefunny thingsreally did hap-pen to MarkTwain him-self. When hismother wantedhim to white-wash a fence, hedid the samething that is. SAMUEL TWAIN. (1T3) 174 TALKS ABOUT AUTHORS. recorded of Huckleberry Finn. He told all hischums that it was the greatest fun in the worldto white-wash, and that there were not manyboys who could do it. He pictured it in suchglowing terms that they all coaxed him tolet them take turns at it, and finally he acceptedtheir treasures, with which they bought thisgreat privilege. They gave him their marbles,pieces of blue glass, a one-eyed kitten, two tad-poles and various other precious things, dear toboys, while he sat on a fence and ate apples andwatched them work. When the boy was about twelve years old hisfather died, and life then became a more seriousaffair. His mother was a brave woman andworked hard to provide for her four boys all had beautiful dreams of beingsteam-boat men, especially of becoming IMississippi River steam-boats stopped atHannibal, which made the only exciting eventin their daily life. To watch
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