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                                  A certain man was seen to reel into Mr. Twain's hotel last night
                            in  a  state  of  beastly  intoxication.  It  is  the  imperative  duty  of  the
                            Independents to prove that this besotted brute was not Mark Twain
                            himself.  We  have  them  at  last!  This  is  a  case  that  admits  of  no
                            shirking. The voice of the people demands in thundertones, 'Who was
                            that man?'"
                                  It  was  incredible,  absolutely  incredible,  for  a  moment,  that  it
                            was really my name that was coupled with this disgraceful suspicion.
                            Three long years had passed over my head since I had tasted ale, beer,
                            wine or  liquor of any  kind.
                                  [It shows what effect the times were having on me when I say
                            that I saw myself confidently dubbed "Mr. Delirium Tremens Twain"
                            in the next issue of that journal without a pang — notwithstanding I
                            knew that with monotonous fidelity the paper would go on calling me
                            so to the very end.]
                                  By this time anonymous letters were getting to be an important
                            part of my mail matter. This form was common:
                                  How about that old woman you kicked off your premises which
                                                   1
                            was begging'? POL PRY .
                                  And this:
                                  There is things which you have done which is unbeknowens to
                            anybody  but  me.  You  better  trot  out  a  few  dots,  to  yours  truly,  or
                                                                              2
                            you'll hear through the papers from HANDY ANDY  .
                                  This is about the idea. I could continue them till the reader was
                            surfeited, if desirable.
                                  Shortly  the  principal  Republican  journal  "convicted"  me  of
                            wholesale  bribery,  and  the  leading  Democratic  paper  "nailed"  an
                            aggravated case of blackmailing to me.
                                  [In  this  way  I  acquired  two  additional  names:  "Twain,  the
                                                                                    3
                            Filthy Corruptionist," and "Twain, the Loathsome Embracer ."]
                                  By  this  time  there  had  grown  to  be  such  a  clamour  for  an
                            "answer"  to  all  the  dreadful  charges  that  were  laid  to  me  that  the
                            editors and leaders of my party said it would be political ruin for me
                            to  remain  silent  any  longer.  As  if  to  make  their  appeal  the  more




                            1
                              Pol Pry. Paul Pry (coll.) — a nickname for an inquisitive person
                            2
                              Handy Andy: a nickname
                            3
                              loathsome embracer: огидний шантажист
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