This was in 1891.

Eight years later Smith was passing through Vienna, and he called upon me.

There had been no interruption of his vacation, as yet, and there was no likelihood that an interruption of it would occur while he should still be among the living.
[_Dictated Monday, December 17, 1906._] As I have already remarked, "Old Times on the Mississippi" got the Kaiser's best praise.

It was after midnight when I reached home; I was usually out until toward midnight, and the pleasure of being out late was poisoned, every night, by the dread of what I must meet at my front door--an indignant face, a resentful face, the face of the _portier_.

The _portier_ was a tow-headed young German, twenty-two or three years old; and it had been for some time apparent to me that he did not enjoy being hammered out of his sleep, nights, to let me in.