Notable & Quotable: Mark Twain
The author recalls his experience
with measles.
From Mark Twain ’s “The
Turning-Point of My Life” (1910):
When I was twelve and a half years
old, my father died. It was in the spring. The summer came, and brought with it
an epidemic of measles. For a time a child died almost every day. The village
was paralyzed with fright, distress, despair. Children that were not smitten
with the disease were imprisoned in their homes to save them from the
infection. In the homes there were no cheerful faces, there was no music . . .
no laughter, the family moved spectrally about on tiptoe, in a ghostly hush. I
was a prisoner. My soul was steeped in this awful dreariness—and in fear. . . .
I said to myself, “There, I’ve got it! and I shall die.” Life on these
miserable terms was not worth living, and at last I made up my mind to get the
disease and have it over, one way or the other. I escaped from the house and
went to the house of a neighbor where a playmate of mine was very ill with the
malady. When the chance offered I crept into his room and got into bed with
him. I was discovered by his mother and sent back into captivity. But I had the
disease; they could not take that from me. I came near to dying. The whole
village was interested, and anxious, and sent for news of me every day; and not
only once a day, but several times. Everybody believed I would die; but on the
fourteenth day a change came for the worse and they were disappointed.
This was a turning-point of my life.
For when I got well my mother closed my school career and apprenticed me to a
printer. She was tired of trying to keep me out of mischief, and the adventure
of the measles decided her to put me into more masterful hands than hers.
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