And so I congratulate you.  Not perfunctorily, not lukewarmly, but with a fervency and fire that no word in the dictionary is strong enough to convey.  And in the same breath and with the same depth and sincerity, I grieve for you.  Not for both of you and not for the one that shall go first, but for the one that is fated to be left behind.  For that one there is no recompense.—­For that one no recompense is possible.

There are times—­thousands of times—­when I can expose the half of my mind, and conceal the other half, but in the matter of the tragedy of marriage I feel too deeply for that, and I have to bleed it all out or shut it all in.  And so you must consider what I have been through, and am passing through and be charitable with me.

Make the most of the sunshine! and I hope it will last long—­ever so long.

I do not really want to be present; yet for friendship’s sake and because
I honor you so, I would be there if I could. 
                         Most sincerely your friend,
                                             S. L. Clemens.

The new home at Redding was completed in the spring of 1908, and on the 18th of June, when it was entirely fitted and furnished, Mark Twain entered it for the first time.  He had never even seen the place nor carefully examined plans which John Howells had made for his house.  He preferred the surprise of it, and the general avoidance of detail.  That he was satisfied with the result will be seen in his letters.  He named it at first “Innocence at Home”; later changing this title to “Stormfield.”

The letter which follows is an acknowledgment of an interesting souvenir from the battle-field of Tewksbury (1471), and some relics of the Cavalier and Roundhead Regiments encamped at Tewksbury in 1643.

To an English admirer: 

Innocenceat home, Redding, Connecticut,
Aug. 15, ’08. 
Dear sir,—­I highly prize the pipes, and shall intimate to people that “Raleigh” smoked them, and doubtless he did.  After a little practice I shall be able to go further and say he did; they will then be the most interesting features of my library’s decorations.  The Horse-shoe is attracting a good deal of attention, because I have intimated that the conqueror’s horse cast it; it will attract more when I get my hand in and say he cast it, I thank you for the pipes and the shoe; and also for the official guide, which I read through at a single sitting.  If a person should say that about a book of mine I should regard it as good evidence of the book’s interest. 
Very truly yours,
S. L. Clemens.