MARK TWAIN

August 31. At sea in the Gallia, approaching New
York (left Liverpool 23d). Now about 9 P.M. Brilliant
moon, a calm sea and a magnificent lunar rainbow預
complete arch, the colors part of the time as brilliant as
if it were noonday耀ome said not quite as brilliant,
softened with a degree of vagueness, but to me it was not
different from a daylight rainbow. One cannot see this
wonder twice in his life. Fifteen years ago I saw a lunar
rainbow, a complete arch in California, but it was silver
white用erfectly colorless.

The reader may remember that he had also
once seen this phenomenon on the way from
Hawaii to San Francisco.

The Colorado miner on board who hates English and
won't allow them to pass things to him at the table.
Loathes his three English roommates because of their
elleminatc affectation of wearing nightshirts.

All English individuals are kind and likable葉he news-
papers are snobbish, pretentious, and they scoff at
America, or contemptuously ignore her. English preachers
and statesmen try to draw the two nations together in
friendship and mutual respect葉he newspapers, with
what seems a steady and calculated purpose, discourage
this. The newspapers arc going to win in this fight. The
nations arc at their friendliest now葉he widening apart
has begun葉he separation will be complete in a genera-
tion. (1879.)

For some years a custom has been growing up in our
literature to praise everything English and do it affection-
ately. This is not met halfway, and so it will cease. Eng-
lish individuals like and respect American individuals,
but the English nation despises America and Americans.
But this does not sting us as it did when we were smaller.
We shall presently be indifferent to being looked down

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