Thanks, for & ever so many, for the good opinion of Tom Sawyer. Williams has made about 200 rattling pictures for it—some of them very dainty. Poor devil, what a genius he has, & how he does murder it with rum.2explanatory note He takes a book of mine, & without suggestion from anybody builds no end of pictures just from his reading of it.

There never was a man in the world so grateful to another as I was to you day before yesterday, when I sat down (in still rather wretched health) to set myself to the dreary & hateful task of rev Ⓐemendation finally making final revision of Tom Sawyer, & discovered, upon opening the package of MS that your pencil marks were scattered all along.3explanatory note This was splendid, & swept away all labor. Instead of reading the MS, I simply hunted out the pencil marks & made the emendations which they suggested. I reduced the boy-battle to a curt paragraph; I finally concluded to cut the Sunday-school speech down to the two first two sentences, ; (leaving no suggestion of satire, since the book is to be for the boys & girls; I tamed the various obscenities until I judged that they no longer carried offense. So, at a single sitting I began & finished a revision which I had supposed would occupy 3 or 4 days & leave me mentally & physically fagged out at the end. I was careful not to inflict the MS upon you until I had thoroughly & painstakingly revised it. Therefore, the only faults left were those that would discover themselves to others, not me—& these you had pointed out.

There was one expression which perhaps you overlooked. When Huck is complaining to Tom of the rigorous system in vogue at the widow’s, he says the servants harass him with all manner of compulsory decencies, & he winds up by saying, “and they comb me all to hell.” (No exclamation point.) Long ago, when I read that to Mrs. Clemens, she made no comment; another time I created occasion to read that chapter to her aunt 4explanatory note & her mother (both sensitive & loyal subjects of the kingdom of heaven, so to speak,) & they let it pass. I was glad, for it was the most natural remark in the world for that boy to make (& he had been allowed few privileges of speech in the book); when I saw that you, too, had let it go without protest, I was glad, & afraid, too—afraid you hadn’t observed it. Did you? And did you question the propriety of it? Since the book is now professedly & confessedly a boy’s & girl’s book, that dern word bothers me some, nights, but it never did when while the until I had ceased to regard the volume as being for adults.

Don’t bother to answer now, (for you’ve writing enough to do without allowing me to add to the burden,) but tell me when you see me again.

Which we do hope will be next Saturday or Sunday or Monday. Couldn’t you come now & mull over the alterations which you are going to make in your MS, & make them after you get back? Wouldn’t it assist the work, if you dropped out of harness & routine for a day or two & have that sort of revivification which comes of a holiday-forgetfulness of the workshopⒶemendation? I can always work after I’ve been to your house; & if you will come to mine, now, & hear the club toot their various horns over the exasperating metaphysical question which I mean to lay before them in the disguise of a literary extravaganza, it would just brace you up like a cordial. As for Ward, you can fix it easily with him for the next week.

(I feel sort of mean, trying to persuade a man to put down a critical piece of work at a critical time, but yet I am honest in thinking it would not hurt the work nor impair your interest in it to come, under the circumstances.) Mrs. Clemens says, “Maybe the Howellses could come Monday if they cannot come Saturday; ask them; it is worth trying.” Well, how’s that? Could you? It would be splendid if you could. Drop me a postal card—I should have a twinge of conscience if I forced you to write a letter, (I am honest about that,)—& if you find you can’t make out to come, tell me that you bodies will come the next Saturday if the thing be possible, & stay over Sunday.5explanatory note