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                            desolation. Mr. Twain owes to himself, as well as to the great people
                            whose suffrage he asks, to clear this matter up. Will he do it?
                                  I  thought  I  should  burst  with  amazement!  Such  a  cruel,
                            heartless charge! I never had seen Cochin China! I never had heard
                            of Wakawak! I didn't know a plantain-patch from a kangaroo! I did
                            not  know  what  to  do.  I  was  crazed  and  helpless.  I  let  the  day  slip
                            away without doing anything at all. The next morning the same paper
                            had this — nothing more:
                                  "SIGNIFICANT.—  Mr.  Twain,  it  will  be  observed,  is
                            suggestively silent about the Cochin China perjury."
                                       1
                                  [Mem . — During the rest of the campaign this paper never
                            referred to me in any other way than as "the infamous perjurer
                            Twain."]
                                  Next came the Gazette, with this:
                                  "WANTED  TO  KNOW.—  Will  the  new  candidate  for
                            Governor deign to explain to certain of his fellow-citizens (who are
                            suffering to vote for him!) the little circumstance of his cabin-mates
                            in  Montana  losing  small  valuables  from  time  to  time,  until  at  last,
                            these things having been invariably found on Mr. Twain's person or
                            in his 'trunk' (newspaper he rolled his traps in), they felt compelled to
                            give him a friendly admonition for his own good, and so tarred and
                            feathered him, and rode him on a rail, and then advised him to leave a
                            permanent vacuum in the place he usually occupied in the camp. Will
                            he do this?"
                                  Could anything be more deliberately malicious than that? For I
                            never was in Montana in my life. [After this, this journal customarily
                            spoke of me as "Twain, the Montana Thief."]
                                  I  got  to  picking  up  papers  apprehensively  —  much  as  one
                            would  lift a desired blanket which  he  had some  idea might  have a
                            rattlesnake under it. One day this met my eye:
                                  "THE  LIE  NAILED.  —By  the  sworn  affidavits  of  Michael
                                            2
                            O'Flanagan,  Esq. ,  of  the  Five  Points,  and  Mr.  Kit  Burns  and  Mr.
                            John Alien, of Water Street, it is established that Mr. Mark Twain's
                            vile statement  that the  lamented grandfather  of our noble standard-


                            1
                              Mem = memento (Lat.): remember
                            2
                              Esq. (=esquire)  is used, though less frequently than before, in addressing an
                            envelope to an adult male who has no title, in which case Mr is omitted in front
                            of the name.
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