They were always having grand tournaments there at Camelot; and very stirring, and picturesque and ridiculous human bull-fights they were, too, but just a little wearisome to the practical mind. However, I was generally on hand—for two reasons: a man must not holdⒶalteration in the MS himself aloof from the things which his friends and his community have at heart if he would be liked— especiallyⒶrejected substantive aⒶtextual note statesman; and both as businessⒶtextual note Ⓐalteration in the MS man and statesman I wanted to study the tournament and see if I couldn’t invent an improvement on it. That reminds me to remark, in passing, that the very first official thing I did, in my administration—and it was on the very first day of it, too—was to start a patent office; for I knew that a country without a patent office and good patent laws was just a crab, and couldn’tⒶalteration in the MS travel any way but sideways or backwards.Ⓐalteration in the MS
Things ran along, a tournament nearly every week;Ⓐalteration in the MS and now and [begin page 119] then the boys used to want me to take a hand—I mean Sir Launcelot and the rest—but I said I would by and by; no hurry yet, and tooⒶrejected substantive much government machinery to oil up andⒶalteration in the MS set to rights and start agoing.
We had one tournament which was continued from day to day during more than a week, and as many as five hundred knights took part in it, from first to last. They were weeks gathering. They came on horsebackⒶemendation, from everywhere; from the very ends of the country, and even from beyond theⒶemendation sea;Ⓐalteration in the MS and many brought ladies, and all brought squires, and troops of servants. It was a most gaudy and gorgeous crowd, as to costumery, and very characteristic of the country and the time, in the way of high animal spirits, innocent indecencies of language, and happy-hearted indifference to morals. It was fight or look on,Ⓐalteration in the MS all day and everyⒶalteration in the MS day; and sing, gamble, dance, carouse, half the night every night. They had a most noble good time. You never saw such people. Those banks of beautiful ladies, shining in their barbaric splendors, would see a knight sprawl from his horse in the lists with a lance-shaft the thickness of your ancle clean through him and the blood spouting, and instead of fainting they would clap their hands and crowd each other for a better view; only sometimes one would
The noise at night would have been annoying to me ordinarily, but I didn’t mind it in the present circumstances, because it kept me from hearing the quacks detaching legs and arms fromⒶemendation the day’s cripples. They ruined an uncommon good old cross-cutⒶemendation saw for me, and broke the saw-buckⒶemendation, too, but I let it pass. And as for my axe—well, I made up my mind that the next time I lent an axe to a surgeon I would pickⒶalteration in the MS my century.
I not only watched this tournament from day to day, but detailed an intelligent priest from my Department of Public Morals and Agriculture, and ordered him to report it; for it was my purpose by and by, whenⒶalteration in the MS I should have gotten the people along far enough, toⒶalteration in the MS start a newspaper. The first thing you want in a new country, is a patent office; then work up your school system; and after that, out with your paper. A newspaper has its faults, and plenty of them; but no matter, it’s hark from the tomb for a dead nation, and don’t you forget it.Ⓐalteration in the MS You can’t resurrect a dead nation without it; there isn’t any way. So I wanted to sample things, and be finding out what sort of reporter-material I might be able to rake together out of the sixth century when I should come to need it.
Well, the priest did very well, considering. He got in all the details, and that is a good thing in a local item: you see, he had kept books for the undertaker-department of his church when he was younger, and there, you know, the money’s in the details; the more details, the more swag:Ⓐalteration in the MS bearers, mutes, candles, prayers—everything counts; and if the bereaved don’t buy prayers enough, you mark-up your candles with a forked pencil, and your billⒶalteration in the MS shows [begin page 121] up all right. And he had a good knack at getting in the complimentary thing here and there about a knight that was likely to advertise—no, I mean a knight that had influence; and he also had a neat gift of exaggeration, for in his time he had kept door for a pious hermit who lived in a sty and worked miracles.
Of course this novice’s report lacked whoop and crash and lurid description, and thereforeⒶalteration in the MS wanted the true ring; but its antique wording was quaint and sweet and simple, and full of the fragrances and flavors of the time, and these little merits made up, in a measure, for its more importantⒶalteration in the MS lacks. Here is an extract from it:
Then Sir Brian de les Isles, and Grummore Grummorsum, knights of the castle, encountered with Sir Aglovale and Sir Tor, and Sir Tor smote down Sir Grummore Grummorsum to the earth. Then came in Sir Carados of the dolorous tower, and Sir Turquine, knights of the castle, and there encountered with them Sir Percivale de Galis and Sir Lamorak de Galis, that were two brethren, and there encountered Sir Percivale with Sir Carados, and either brakeⒶrejected substantive their spears unto their hands, and then Sir Turquine with Sir Lamorak, and either of them smote down other, horse and all, to the earth, and either parties rescued other and horsed them again. And Sir Arnold, and Sir Gauter, knights of the castle, encountered with Sir Brandiles and Sir Kay, and these four knights encountered mightily, and brake their spears to their hands. Then came Sir Pertolope from the castle, and there encountered with him Sir Lionel, and there Sir Pertolope the green knight smote down Sir Lionel, brother to Sir Launcelot. All this was marked by noble heralds, who bare him best, and their names. Then Sir Bleoberis brake his spear upon Sir Gareth, but of that stroke Sir Bleoberis fell to the earth. When Sir Galihodin saw that, he badⒶrejected substantive Sir Gareth keep him, and Sir Gareth smote him to the earth. Then Sir Galihud gat a spear to avenge his brother, and in the same wise Sir Gareth served him, and Sir Dinadan and his brother La Cote Male Taile, and Sir SagramourⒶemendation le Desirous, and Sir Dodinas le Savage; all these he bare down with one spear. When king Agwisance of Ireland saw Sir Gareth fare so he marvelled what he might be, that one time seemed green, and another time, at his again coming, he seemed blue. And thus at every course that he rode to and fro he changed his colour, so that there might neither king nor knight have ready cognisance of him. Then Sir Agwisance the king of Ireland encountered with Sir Gareth, and there Sir Gareth smote him from his horse, saddle and all. And then came king Carados of Scotland, and Sir Gareth smote him down, horse and man. And in the same wise he served king Uriens of the land of Gore. And then there came in Sir Bagdemagus, and Sir [begin page 122] Gareth smote him down horse and man to the earth. And Bagdemagus’s son Meliganus brake a spear upon Sir Gareth mightily and knightly. And then Sir Galahault the noble prince cried on high, Knight with the many colours, well hast thou justed; now make thee ready that I may just with thee. Sir Gareth heard him, and he gat a great spear, and so they encountered together, and there the prince brakeⒶrejected substantive his spear: but Sir Gareth smote him upon the left side of the helm, that he reeled here and there, and he had fallen down had not his men recovered him. Truly, said king Arthur, that knight with the many colours is a good knight. Wherefore the king called unto him Sir Launcelot, and prayed him to encounter with that knight. Sir, said Launcelot, I may wellⒶrejected substantive find in my heart for to forbear him asⒶrejected substantive at this time, for he hath had travail enough this day, and when a good knight doth so well upon some day, it is no good knight’s part to let him of his worship, and, namely, when he seeth a knight hath done so great labour: for peradventure, said Sir Launcelot, his quarrel is here this day, and peradventure he is best beloved with this lady of all that be here, for I see well he paineth himself and enforceth him to do great deeds, and therefore, said Sir Launcelot, as for me, this day he shall have the honour; though it lay in my power to put him from it, I would notⒺexplanatory note Ⓐtextual note.
There was an unpleasant little episode that day, which for reasons of state I struck out of my priest’s report. You will have noticed that Garry was doing some great fighting in the engagement. When I say Garry I mean Sir Gareth.Ⓐalteration in the MS Garry was my private pet name for him; it suggests that I had a deep affection for him, and that was the case. ButⒶalteration in the MS it was a private pet name only, and never spoken aloud to any one, much less to him; beingⒶalteration in the MS a noble, heⒶalteration in the MS would not have endured a familiarity like that from me. Well, to proceed: I sat in the private box set apart for me as the king’s minister. While Sir Dinadan was waiting for his turn to enter the lists, he came in there and sat down and began to talk; for he was always making up to me, because I was a stranger and he liked to have a fresh market for his jokes, the most of them having reached that stage of wear where the teller has to do the laughing himself while the other person looks sick.Ⓐalteration in the MS I had always responded to his efforts as well as I could, and had feltⒶtextual note Ⓐrejected substantive a very deep and real kindness for him, too, for the reason that if by maliceⒶalteration in the MS of fate he knew the one particular anecdoteⒺexplanatory note Ⓐalteration in the MS which I had heard oftenest and hadⒶalteration in the MS most hated and most loathed all my life, he had at least spared it me. It was one which I had heard attributed to every humorous person who [begin page 123] had ever stood on American soil, from Columbus down to Artemus Ward. It was about a humorousⒶalteration in the MS lecturer who flooded an ignorant audience with the killingest jokes for an hour and never got a laugh; and then when he was leaving, some gray simpletons wrung him gratefully by the hand and said it had been the funniest thing they had ever heard, and “it was all they could do to keep from laughin’Ⓐalteration in the MS right aoutⒶrejected substantive in meetin’.” That anecdote never saw the day that it was worth the telling; andⒶemendation yet I had sat under the telling of it hundreds and thousands and millions and billionsⒶemendation of times, and cried and cursed all the way through. Then who can hope to know whatⒶalteration in the MS my feelings were, to hear this armor-plated ass start in on it again, in the murky twilight of tradition, before the dawn of history, while even LactantiusⒺexplanatory note might be referred to as “the late Lactantius,” and the Crusades wouldn’t be born for five hundred years yet? Just as he finished, the call-boy came; so, haw-hawing like a demon, he went rattling and clanking out like a crateⒶalteration in the MS of loose castings, and I knew nothing more. It was some minutes
Well, whenever one of those people got a thing into his head, there was no getting it out again. I knew that, so I saved my breath, and offered no explanations.Ⓐalteration in the MS As soon as Sir SagramourⒶemendation got well he notified me that there was a little account to settle between us, and he named a day three or fourⒶalteration in the MS years in the future; place of settlement,Ⓐalteration in the MS the lists where the offenceⒶalteration in the MS had been given. I said I would be ready when he got back. You see, he was going for the Holy Grail. The boys all took a flierⒶemendation Ⓐalteration in the MS at the Holy Grail now and then. It was a several-years’Ⓐalteration in the MS cruise.Ⓐalteration in the MS They always put in the long absenceⒶalteration in the MS snooping around,Ⓐalteration in the MS in the most conscientious way, though none of them had any ideaⒶalteration in the MS where the Holy Grail reallyⒶalteration in the MS was, and I don’t think any of them actuallyⒶemendation expected to find it, or would have known what to do with it if he had run across it. You see, it was just the Northwest PassageⒺexplanatory note of that day, as you may say; that was all. Every year expeditions went out holy grailingⒶalteration in the MS, and next year relief expeditions went out to hunt for them. There was worlds of reputation in it, but no money. Why, they actuallyⒶalteration in the MS wanted me to put in!Ⓐalteration in the MS Well, I should smile.
the one particular anecdote] Originally, Mark Twain intended to use a different joke as the linchpin of the crisis that would doom the Round Table: in his working notes he wrote “Oldest joke. Punch’s advice” (see Appendix B, A-1), repeating in shorter compass an 1882 notebook entry, “Punch’s Advice to Persons about to Marry—Don’t—was 1000 yrs old when Punch was born” ( N&J2 , p. 482). He recorded the punch line of the anecdote he actually used in a long list of “snappers” in his notebook in 1879 ( N&J2 , p. 344), but it is tempting to speculate that it was a more recent encounter with the story that led him to choose it for Dinadan’s disastrous joke. In the winter of 1884–1885, on his lecture tour with George W. Cable, Clemens was alternately amused and exasperated at being repeatedly regaled with a certain anecdote. While he was writing the chapters that include Dinadan’s joke, in the summer of 1887, he recalled in his notebook,
Cable’s & my adventure with (first, himself,) my abuse of somebody for telling me the most ancient of all humorous stories—then Tom Nast telling it that night at dinner—then Cable’s hearing it at the reception in Buffalo—then next March when the President Grover Cleveland was to arrive, I said something chaffingly about a “stranger always tells me that old tale if he is with me 15 minutes—don’t be gone long.” The President entered the one door as Cable stepped onto the stage from the other. Twenty minutes later, as I stepped onto the stage as Cable stepped off it, I was able to remark in his ear, “He told it to me” ( N&J3 , pp. 308–309).
Although the notebook entry does not identify “the most ancient of all humorous stories,” there could hardly be a more appropriate tale to tell to a humorist on a whistle-stop lecture tour than the story of the audience that could barely “keep from laughin’ right aout in meetin’.” By making it the story that destroys a civilization, Mark Twain could have been taking his private revenge on the friends who inflicted the anecdote on him.