Democratic Sentinel, Volume 7, Number 29, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 17 August 1883 — From an Old Letter of Mark Twain’s. [ARTICLE]

From an Old Letter of Mark Twain’s.

What a fool old Adam was. Had everything his own way; had succeeded in gaining the love of the best-looking girl in the neighborhood, but yet unsatisfied with his conquest he had to eat a miserable little apple. Ah, John, if you had been in his place you would not have eaten a mouthful of the apple, that is if it had required any exertion. I have often noticed that you shun exertion. There comes in the difference between us. I court exertion. I love to work. Why, sir, when I have a piece of work to perform, I go away to myself,, sit down in the shade and muse over the coming enjoyment. Sometimes I am so industrious that I muse too long. No, I am not in love at present. I saw a young lady in Vicksburg the other day whom I thought I’d like to love, but, John, the weather is too devilish hot to talk about love; but, oh, that I had a cool, shady place, where I could sit among gurgling fountains of perfumed ice-water, an’ be loved into a premature death of rapture. I would give the world for this—l’d love to die such a glorious and luxuriant death. Yours, Sam Clemens. Memphis, July 6,1859. At a German ultramarine manufactory, managed by a pupil of Liebig, the director has observed that for forty-four years none of his workmen have ever suffered from consumption. He attributes their immunity to the fact that the process of manufacture involves the constant production of sulphurous acid, by the burning of sulphur. Accordingly he suggests a new method of treatment for consumptive patients, by bringing them into an atmosphere moderately charged with sulphuric acid.