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How Tell a Story and Others

by Mark Twain





CONTENTS:
     HOW TO TELL A STORY
          THE WOUNDED SOLDIER
          THE GOLDEN ARM
     MENTAL TELEGRAPHY AGAIN
     THE INVALIDS STORY



HOW TO TELL A STORY

          The Humorous Story an American Development。Its Difference
          from Comic and Witty Stories。

I do not claim that I can tell a story as it ought to be told。  I only
claim to know how a story ought to be told; for I have been almost daily
in the company of the most expert story…tellers for many years。

There are several kinds of stories; but only one difficult kindthe
humorous。  I will talk mainly about that one。  The humorous story is
American; the comic story is English; the witty story is French。  The
humorous story depends for its effect upon the manner of the telling;
the comic story and the witty story upon the matter。

The humorous story may be spun out to great length; and may wander around
as much as it pleases; and arrive nowhere in particular; but the comic
and witty stories must be brief and end with a point。  The humorous story
bubbles gently along; the others burst。

The humorous story is strictly a work of arthigh and delicate art
and only an artist can tell it; but no art is necessary in telling the
comic and the witty story; anybody can do it。  The art of telling a
humorous storyunderstand; I mean by word of mouth; not printwas
created in America; and has remained at home。

The humorous story is told gravely; the teller does his best to conceal
the fact that he even dimly suspects that there is anything funny about
it; but the teller of the comic story tells you beforehand that it is one
of the funniest things he has ever heard; then tells it with eager
delight; and is the first person to laugh when he gets through。  And
sometimes; if he has had good success; he is so glad and happy that he
will repeat the 〃nub〃 of it and glance around from face to face;
collecting applause; and then repeat it again。  It is a pathetic thing to
see。

Very often; of course; the rambling and disjointed humorous story
finishes with a nub; point; snapper; or whatever you like to call it。
Then the listener must be alert; for in many cases the teller will divert
attention from that nub by dropping it in a carefully casual and
indifferent way; with the pretence that he does not know it is a nub。

Artemus Ward used that trick a good deal; then when the belated audience
presently caught the joke he would look up with innocent surprise; as if
wondering what they had found to laugh at。  Dan Setchell used it before
him; Nye and Riley and others use it to…day。

But the teller of the comic story does not slur the nub; he shouts it at
youevery time。  And when he prints it; in England; France; Germany; and
Italy; he italicizes it; puts some whooping exclamation…points after it;
and sometimes explains it in a parenthesis。  All of which is very
depressing; and makes one want to renounce joking and lead a better life。

Let me set down an instance of the comic method; using an anecdote which
has been popular all over the world for twelve or fifteen hundred years。
The teller tells it in this way:

                           THE WOUNDED SOLDIER。

In the course of a certain battle a soldier whose leg had been shot off
appealed to another soldier who was hurrying by to carry him to the rear;
informing him at the same time of the loss which he had sustained;
whereupon the generous son of Mars; shouldering the unfortunate;
proceeded to carry out his desire。  The bullets and cannon…balls were
flying in all directions; and presently one of the latter took the
wounded man's head offwithout; however; his deliverer being aware of
it。  In no…long time he was hailed by an officer; who said:

〃Where are you going with that carcass?〃

〃To the rear; sirhe's lost his leg!〃

〃His leg; forsooth?〃 responded the astonished officer; 〃you mean his
head; you booby。〃

Whereupon the soldier dispossessed himself of his burden; and stood
looking down upon it in great perplexity。  At length he said:

〃It is true; sir; just as you have said。〃  Then after a pause he added;
〃But he TOLD me IT WAS HIS LEG!  !  !  !  !〃


Here the narrator bursts into explosion after explosion of thunderous
horse…laughter; repeating that nub from time to time through his gaspings
and shriekings and suffocatings。

It takes only a minute and a half to tell that in its comic…story form;
and isn't worth the telling; after all。  Put into the humorous…story form
it takes ten minutes; and is about the funniest thing I have ever
listened toas James Whitcomb Riley tells it。

He tells it in the character of a dull…witted old farmer who has just
heard it for the first time; thinks it is unspeakably funny; and is
trying to repeat it to a neighbor。  But he can't remember it; so he gets
all mixed up and wanders helplessly round and round; putting in tedious
details that don't belong in the tale and only retard it; taking them out
conscientiously and putting in others that are just as useless; making
minor mistakes now and then and stopping to correct them and explain how
he came to make them; remembering things which he forgot to put in in
their proper place and going back to put them in there; stopping his
narrative a good while in order to try to recall the name of the soldier
that was hurt; and finally remembering that the soldier's name was not
mentioned; and remarking placidly that the name is of no real importance;
anywaybetter; of course; if one knew it; but not essential; after all
and so on; and so on; and so on。

The teller is innocent and happy and pleased with himself; and has to
stop every little while to hold himself in and keep from laughing
outright; and does hold in; but his body quakes in a jelly…like way with
interior chuckles; and at the end of the ten minutes the audience have
laughed until they are exhausted; and the tears are running down their
faces。

The simplicity and innocence and sincerity and unconsciousness of the old
farmer are perfectly simulated; and the result is a performance which is
thoroughly charming and delicious。  This is art and fine and beautiful;
and only a master can compass it; but a machine could tell the other
story。

To string incongruities and absurdities together in a wandering and
sometimes purposeless way; and seem innocently unaware that they are
absurdities; is the basis of the American art; if my position is correct。
Another feature is the slurring of the point。  A third is the dropping of
a studied remark apparently without knowing it; as if one were thinking
aloud。  The fourth and last is the pause。

Artemus Ward dealt in numbers three and four a good deal。  He would begin
to tell with great animation something which he seemed to think was
wonderful; then lose confidence; and after an apparently absent…minded
pause add an incongruous remark in a soliloquizing way; and that was the
remark intended to explode the mineand it did。

For instance; he would say eagerly; excitedly; 〃I once knew a man in New
Zealand who hadn't a tooth in his head〃here his animation would die
out; a sile
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