It seems as if I must have been insane when I wrote that speech and saw no harm in it, no disrespect toward those men whom I reverenced so much.  And what shame I brought upon you, after what you said in introducing me!  It burns me like fire to think of it.

The whole matter is a dreadful subject—­let me drop it here—­at least on
paper. 
                         Penitently yrs,
          
                              Mark.

Howells sent back a comforting letter.  “I have no idea of dropping you out of the Atlantic,” he wrote; “and Mr. Houghton has still less, if possible.  You are going to help and not hurt us many a year yet, if you will....  You are not going to be floored by it; there is more justice than that, even in this world.”

Howells added that Charles Elliot Norton had expressed just the right feeling concerning the whole affair, and that many who had not heard the speech, but read the newspaper reports of it, had found it without offense.

Clemens wrote contrite letters to Holmes, Emerson, and Longfellow, and received most gracious acknowledgments.  Emerson, indeed, had not heard the speech:  His faculties were already blurred by the mental mists that would eventually shut him in.  Clemens wrote again to Howells, this time with less anguish.

To W. D. Howells, in Boston: 

Hartford, Friday, 1877.  My dear Howells,—­Your letter was a godsend; and perhaps the welcomest part of it was your consent that I write to those gentlemen; for you discouraged my hints in that direction that morning in Boston—­rightly, too, for my offense was yet too new, then.  Warner has tried to hold up our hands like the good fellow he is, but poor Twichell could not say a word, and confessed that he would rather take nearly any punishment than face Livy and me.  He hasn’t been here since.

It is curious, but I pitched early upon Mr. Norton as the very man who would think some generous thing about that matter, whether he said it or not.  It is splendid to be a man like that—­but it is given to few to be.

I wrote a letter yesterday, and sent a copy to each of the three.  I wanted to send a copy to Mr. Whittier also, since the offense was done also against him, being committed in his presence and he the guest of the occasion, besides holding the well-nigh sacred place he does in his people’s estimation; but I didn’t know whether to venture or not, and so ended by doing nothing.  It seemed an intrusion to approach him, and even Livy seemed to have her doubts as to the best and properest way to do in the case.  I do not reverence Mr. Emerson less, but somehow I could approach him easier.

Send me those proofs, if you have got them handy; I want to submit them to Wylie; he won’t show them to anybody.

Had a very pleasant and considerate letter from Mr. Houghton, today, and was very glad to receive it.