[MT does not seem to have played any role in shaping Mayo's dramatization. He was in Europe when the play opened, but before it finished its New York run he attended a performance. When the audience called him on stage afterwards, he spoke mainly about his difficulties with the extraordinary twins that had served as the initial occasion for the story. His extemporaneous speech is reported differently in the two articles below, but both agree that what little he had to say about Mayo's treatment of his novel was all complimentary.]

New York Herald,
Thursday, May 23, 1895
At a Performance of "Pudd'nhead
Wilson" the Author Tells of
Angelo and Luigi's Oddities.

They Were Too Much for the Humorist and the Boarding House and Theatre.
Mark Twain fulfilled the promise which he made on the occasion of his former visit to the Herald Square Theatre, and was there again last night with the avowed purpose of discovering how Mr. Mayo had managed the twins.

He was obviously gratified by his researches, for his applause of the performance was frequent and hearty. Indeed, the presentation of "Pudd'nhead Wilson" was never better, the presence of Mr. Clemens seeming to give especial enthusiasm to artists and audience alike.

At the end of the third act there were vehement clamors for Mark Twain, and he responded, speaking from his box, as follows:--

"I am sure I could say many complimentary things about this play which Mr. Mayo has written and about his portrayal of the chief character in it and keep well within the bounds both of fact and of good taste; but I will limit myself to two or three. I do not know how to utter any higher praise than this--that when Mayo's Pudd'nhead walks this stage here, clothed in the charm of his gentle charities of speech and acts and the sweet simplicities and sincerities of his gracious nature, the thought in my mind is:--Why, bless your heart, you couldn't be any dearer or lovelier or sweeter than you are without turning into that man whom all men love and even Satan is fond of--Joe Jefferson.

"I am gratified to see that Mr. Mayo has been able to manage those difficult twins. I tried, but in my hands they failed. When I was here year before last there was an Italan freak on exhibition in Philadelphia who was an exaggeration of the Siamese twins. This freak had one body, one pair of legs, two heads and four arms. I thought he would be useful in a book, so I put him in. And then the trouble began. I called those consolidated twins Angelo and Luigi, and I tried to make them nice and agreeable, but it was not possible. They would not do anything my way, but only their own. They were wholly unmanageable, and not a day went by that they didn't develop some new kind of devilishness, particularly Luigi. Angelo was of a religious turn of mind, and was monotonously honest and honorable and upright, and tediously proper; whereas Luigi had no principles, no morals, no religion--a perfect blatherskite, and an inextricable tangle theologically--infidel, atheist and agnostic, all mixed together. He was of a malicious disposition, and liked to eat things which disagreed with his brother.

"They were so strangely organized that what one of them ate or drank had no effect upon himself, but only nourished or damaged the other one. Luigi was hearty and robust because Angelo ate the best and most wholesome food he could find for him, but Angelo himself was delicate and sickly, because every day Luigi filled him up with mince pies and salt junk, just because he knew he could not digest them. Luigi was very dissipated, but it didn't show on him, but only on his brother. His brother was a strict and conscientious teetotaler, but he was drunk most of the time on account of Luigi's habits. Angelo was president of the Prohibition Society, but they had to turn him out because every time he appeared at the head of the procession on parade he was a scandalous spectacle to look at.

"On the other hand Angelo was a trouble to Luigi the infidel, because he was always changing his religion, trying to find the best one, and he always preferred sects that believed in baptism by immersion, and this was a constant peril and discomfort to Luigi, who couldn't stand water, outside or in, and so every time Angelo got baptized Luigi got drowned, and had to be pumped out and resuscitated. Luigi was irascible, yet was never willing to stand by the consequences of his acts. He was always kicking somebody, and laying it on Angelo. And when the kicked person kicked back Luigi would say:--"What are you kicking me for? I haven't done anything to you." Then the man would be sorry and say:--"Well, I didn't mean any harm, I thought it was you, but you see you people have only one body between you, and I can't tell which of you I'm kicking. I don't know how to discriminate. I do not wish to be unfair, and so there is no way for me to do but to kick one of you and apologize to the other." They were a troublesome pair in every way. If they did any work for you they charged for two, but at the boardinghouse they ate and slept for two and only paid for one.

"In the trains they wouldn't pay for two because they only occupied one seat. The same at the theatre. Luigi bought one ticket and deadheaded Angelo in. They couldn't put Angelo out because they couldn't put the deadhead out without putting out the twin that had paid, and scooping in a suit for damages.

"Luigi grew steadily more and more wicked, and I saw by and by that the way he was going on he was bound to land in the eternal tropics, and at the bottom I was glad of it; but I knew he would necessarily take his righteous brother down there with him, and that would not be fair. I did not object to it, but I didn't want to be responsible for it. I was in such a hobble that there was only one way out. To save the righteous brother I had to pull the consolidated twins apart and make two separate and distinct twins of them. Well, as soon as I did that, they lost all their energy and took no further interest in life. They were wholly futile and useless in the book; they became mere shadows and so they remain. Mr. Mayo manages them, but if he had taken a chance at them before I pulled them apart and tamed them he would have found out early that if he put them in his play they would take full possession and there wouldn't be any room for Pudd'nhead Wilson or anybody else.

"I have taken four days to prepare these statistics, and as far as they go you can depend upon their being strictly true. I have not told all the truth about the twins, but just barely enough of it for business purposes, for my motto is--and Pudd'nhead Wilson can adopt it if he wants to--my motto is, 'Truth is the most valuable thing we have; let us economize it.'"

At the close of Mr. Clemens's speech Mr. Mayo was called for, and responded briefly, paying a tribute of praise to the constant generosity of the management.

Among those of particular literary or other fame in the audience were Mr. and Mrs. H. L. Bridgman, Mr. and Mrs. Murat Halstead, Mr. and Mrs. St. Clair Mackelway, Mr. and Mrs. Alexander Black, Mr. and Mrs. R. N. Johnston, Mr. and Mrs. C. C. Buel, Mr. and Mrs. R. G. Ingersoll, Mr. and Mrs. W. W. Ellsworth, Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton W. Mabie, Mr. and Mrs. E. C. Stedman, Mr. and Mrs. W. T. Hubbard, Robert Bridges, George R. Peck, Rev. Dr. Lyman Abbott, Mr. and Mrs. S. M. Spedone, Mr. and Mrs. W. D. Howells, Mr. and Mrs. G. H. Hazen, Major and Mrs. Panghorn, Major and Mrs. J. B. Pond, Mr. and Mrs. William H. McElroy, Mr. and Mrs. Cary, ex-Judge Frederick G. Gedney, Edward C. James, E. D. Schell, D. D. Gillette, N. G. Paine and Rudolph Allen.

The Critic: A Weekly Review of Literature and the Arts,
May 25, 1895

— Mark Twain, who arrived from Europe on May 18, went to see the dramatization of "Pudd'nhead Wilson" for the first time on Saturday night last. Someone spied Mr. Clemens in his box and called upon him for a speech. "Never in my life," he said, "have I been able to make a speech without preparation, and I assure you that this position in which I find myself is one totally unexpected. I have been hemmed in all to-day by W. D. Howells and other frivolous persons, and we have been talking everything in the world except that of which speeches are constructed. Then, too, seven days on the water is not conductive to speech-making. I will only say that I congratulate Mr. Mayo. He has certainly make a beautiful play out of my rubbish. His is a charming gift. Confidentially, I have always had an idea that I was well equipped to write plays, but I have never encountered a manager who agreed with me." In August Mr. Clemens will start on a lecturing-tour around the world, which will end in May, 1896. San Francisco will be the starting point, the itinerary including Australia, New Zealand, Tasmania, Ceylon, India, South Africa and England. His manager is R. S. Smithe of Melbourne. Wednesday night, by the way, was a "Mark Twain night" at the Herald Square Theatre, Mr. Clemens being present attended by a number of prominent literary people. He made a capital speech.