. St. Nicholas [serial]. period, but even a little chap of two or threewould understand most of that fireside talk, andget impressions more vivid than if the under-standing were complete. He was barely fourwhen this first chapter of his life came to an end. town, but it was not dead. John Clemens be-lieved it a promising place for business, andopened a small general store with Orion Clem-ens, now fifteen, a studious dreamy lad, forclerk. 6 THE BOYS LIFE OF MARK TWAIN [Nov., The little city was also an attractive place ofresidence. Mark Twain remembered it as thewhite town drowsing in the sunsh
. St. Nicholas [serial]. period, but even a little chap of two or threewould understand most of that fireside talk, andget impressions more vivid than if the under-standing were complete. He was barely fourwhen this first chapter of his life came to an end. town, but it was not dead. John Clemens be-lieved it a promising place for business, andopened a small general store with Orion Clem-ens, now fifteen, a studious dreamy lad, forclerk. 6 THE BOYS LIFE OF MARK TWAIN [Nov., The little city was also an attractive place ofresidence. Mark Twain remembered it as thewhite town drowsing in the sunshine of a sum-mer morning, . . the great Mississippi, the in his sleep and was often found in the middleof the night, fretting with the cold, in some darkcorner. Once he heard that a neighbors chil-dren had the measles, and, being very anxious. Cupyriglit. 191 , by Harper & Brutliers. THE HOUSE IN VVIIKH MAKK TWAIN WAS KOKN. magnificent Mississippi, rolling its mile-wide tidealong . . the dense forest away on the otherside. The white town was built against greenhills, and overhanging on the river were Ijluffs —Hollidays Hill and Lovers Leap. A distancebelow the town was a cave—a wonderful cave,as every reader of Tom Sawyer knows —whileout in the river, toward the Illinois shore, wasthe marvelous island that was one day to be themeeting-place of Toms pirate band, and laterto become the hiding-place of Huck and NiggerJim. The river itself was full of interest. It wasthe highway to the outside world. Rafts driftedby; smartly painted steamboats panted up anddown, touching to exchange traffic and travelers,a never-ceasing wonder to those simple shut-indwellers, whom the telegraph and railway hadnot yet reached. That Hannibal was a pleasantplace of residence, we may believe, and what anattractive place for a little boy
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