The good that die there experience no change, for they fall asleep in one heaven -and wake up in another.” The Sandwich Islands are one long slumbering Sabbath. These islands affect you just as all things that you instantly recognize as perfect affect you -perfect music, perfect art, perfect joy. “The Sandwich Islands are to this day the peacefullest, restfullest, dreamiest haven of refuge for a worn and weary spirit that the surface of the earth can offer. He was fresh from the Hawaiian Islands and his public talk would have been full of fun from his, “Letters from the Sandwich Islands.” So of course we took a step back in time to savor a few of those timeless sentiments… I got to present Mark Twain on the very stage where Samuel held forth 157 years ago, away back in 1866. Saturday afternoon I had the time of my life at the Odeon Hall in Dayton, Nevada.
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