ey give you a list of things to get
that looks like a Chinese Message to Congress. By the time you go to
come home you got so many bundles you look like one of those fellos in
the Funny Papers. Everyone stands in the square lookin like a hat rack
waitin for the three taxis to come along. When they see one they rush
it like they do in the movies when the milunares cars runs over the poor
fellos kid. If goin over the top is any worse than gettin under the top
of one of them things with fifty bundles an as many fellos then Sherman
didnt know many swear words, eh Mable? But thats history. I guess you
wouldnt understand.

An then when you get home without a bath or a hair cut or the movies or
nothin, an you forgot to get that shavin soap for yourself an spent all
your money they say "Thanks Bill. Put it over there. Can you change a
ten dollar bill?" There ought to be a law against makin money in such
big numbers.

Im glad you taken up singin lessons again. You ought to take a lot of
em. I got a favor to ask. I dont do that offen. Proud. Thats me all
over. But if that fello Broggins keeps buttin round sing for him Mable.
It aint askin much with me down here defendin you. Although I dont see
why I had to come down here to do it.

Yours internally,
_Bill._

_Dere Mable:_

This is the last time I will ever take my pen in hand for you. All is
over among us.

I felt it comin for some time Mable. Today among some letters that I got
from girls was one from a girl what knos you well. She told me all about
this fello Broggins. She says you take him around with you everywhere.
Thats the kind of a fello I thought he was, Mable, but Im surprized at
you. She says your awful fond of him hes so cute. I aint cute an aint
never pretended to be. A mans man. Thats me all over, Mable. She says
she went up to your house the other night an he was sittin in your lap
stickin his tongue out at my pictur on the mantlepiece. After that,
Mable, theres nothin to say. So I repeat, its all over among us.

Im returnin today by parcels post the red sweter an the gloves that has
no fingers an the sox that you wear over your head an your pictur. Most
of the stuff aint been used much. The pictur has some mud on it cause I
had to keep it in the bottom of my barrak bag an my shoes came next. The
sox I cant send back cause I sold em to Joe Glucos an you wouldnt
want em now.

[Illustration: "THE LAST TIME I WILL TAKE MY PEN IN HAND FOR