“We enter the Rocky Mountains through a cañon of the Upper Missouri; we
have climbed mountains all day, and at Butte are nearly 8,000 feet high.
It tells on me, but the others escape. The ladies declare it has been
one of the most interesting days of their lives, and ‘Mark’ has taken
great interest in everything, but kept from talking. After reaching the
hotel, he kept quiet in bed until he went to the hall. He more than made
up for last night’s disappointment and was at his best. I escorted Mrs.
Clemens and Clara to a box in the theatre, expecting to return
immediately to the hotel, but I found myself listening, and sat through
the lecture, enjoying every word. It actually seemed as if I had never
known him to be quite so good. He was great. The house was full and very
responsive.
“After the lecture many of his former Nevada friends came forward to
greet him. We went to a fine club, where champagne and stories blended
until twelve, much to the delight of many gentlemen. ‘Mark’ never drinks
champagne. His is hot Scotch, winter and summer, without any sugar, and
never before 11 p.m.
* * * * *
“Friday, August 2d.
“To-day ‘Mark’ and I went from Butte to Anaconda without the ladies. We
left the hotel at 4:30 by trolley car in order to have plenty of time to
reach the train, but we had gone only three blocks when the power gave
out and we could not move. It was twelve minutes to five and there was
no carriage in sight. We tried to get a grocery wagon, but the mean
owner refused to take us a quarter of a mile to the depot for less than
ten dollars. I told him to go to ----. I saw another grocery wagon near
by and told its owner I would pay any price to reach that train. ‘Mark’
and I mounted the seat with him. He laid the lash on his pair of
bronchos, and I think quicker time was never made to that depot. We
reached the train just as the conductor shouted ‘All aboard!’ and had
signalled the engineer. The train was moving as we jumped on. The driver
charged me a dollar, but I handed him two.
“At Anaconda we found a very fine hotel and several friends very
anxiously waiting to meet ‘Mark.’ Elaborate arrangements had been made
to lunch him and give him a lively day among his old mountain friends,
as he had been expected by the morning train. Fortunately he missed this
demonstration and was in good condition for the evening. He was
introduced by the mayor of the city in a witty address of welcome. Here
was our first small audience, where the local manager came out a trifle
the loser.
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