1601 by Mark Twain

rather inordinately vain of it. At that time it had been privately

printed in several countries, among them Japan. A sumptuous edition on

large paper, rough-edged, was made by Lieut. C. E. S. Wood at West Point

–an edition of 50 copies–and distributed among popes and kings and such

people. In England copies of that issue were worth twenty guineas when I

was there six years ago, and none to be had.”

FROM THE DEPTHS

Mark Twain’s irreverence should not be misinterpreted: it was an

irreverence which bubbled up from a deep, passionate insight into the

well-springs of human nature. In 1601, as in ‘The Man That Corrupted

Hadleyburg,’ and in ‘The Mysterious Stranger,’ he tore the masks off

human beings and left them cringing before the public view. With the

deftness of a master surgeon Clemens dealt with human emotions and

delighted in exposing human nature in the raw.

The spirit and the language of the Fireside Conversation were rooted deep

in Mark Twain’s nature and in his life, as C. E. S. Wood, who printed

1601 at West Point, has pertinently observed,

“If I made a guess as to the intellectual ferment out of which 1601 rose

I would say that Mark’s intellectual structure and subconscious graining

was from Anglo-Saxons as primitive as the common man of the Tudor period.

He came from the banks of the Mississippi–from the flatboatmen, pilots,

roustabouts, farmers and village folk of a rude, primitive people–as

Lincoln did.

“He was finished in the mining camps of the West among stage drivers,

gamblers and the men of ’49. The simple roughness of a frontier people

was in his blood and brain.

“Words vulgar and offensive to other ears were a common language to him.

Anyone who ever knew Mark heard him use them freely, forcibly,

picturesquely in his unrestrained conversation. Such language is

forcible as all primitive words are. Refinement seems to make for

weakness–or let us say a cutting edge–but the old vulgar monosyllabic

words bit like the blow of a pioneer’s ax–and Mark was like that. Then

I think 1601 came out of Mark’s instinctive humor, satire and hatred of

puritanism. But there is more than this; with all its humor there is a

sense of real delight in what may be called obscenity for its own sake.

Whitman and the Bible are no more obscene than Nature herself–no more

obscene than a manure pile, out of which come roses and cherries. Every

word used in 1601 was used by our own rude pioneers as a part of their

vocabulary–and no word was ever invented by man with obscene intent, but

only as language to express his meaning. No act of nature is obscene in

itself–but when such words and acts are dragged in for an ulterior

purpose they become offensive, as everything out of place is offensive.

I think he delighted, too, in shocking–giving resounding slaps on what

Chaucer would quite simply call ‘the bare erse.'”

Quite aside from this Chaucerian “erse” slapping, Clemens had also a

semi-serious purpose, that of reproducing a past time as he saw it in

Shakespeare, Dekker, Jonson, and other writers of the Elizabethan era.

Fireside Conversation was an exercise in scholarship illumined by a keen

sense of character. It was made especially effective by the artistic

arrangement of widely-gathered material into a compressed picture of a

phase of the manners and even the minds of the men and women “in the

spacious times of great Elizabeth.”

Mark Twain made of 1601 a very smart and fascinating performance, carried

over almost to grotesqueness just to show it was not done for mere

delight in the frank naturalism of the functions with which it deals.

That Mark Twain had made considerable study of this frankness is apparent

from chapter four of ‘A Yankee At King Arthur’s Court,’ where he refers

to the conversation at the famous Round Table thus:

“Many of the terms used in the most matter-of-fact way by this great

assemblage of the first ladies and gentlemen of the land would have made

a Comanche blush. Indelicacy is too mild a term to convey the idea.

However, I had read Tom Jones and Roderick Random and other books of that

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