for a family to adopt him.

I had hoped those two intelligent spinsters would see their way to
keeping him forever, but they want to travel, and they feel he's too
consuming of their liberty. I inclose a sketch in colored chalk of your
steamer, which he has just completed. There is some doubt as to the
direction in which it is going; it looks as though it might progress
backward and end in Brooklyn. Owing to the loss of my blue pencil, our
flag has had to adopt the Italian colors.

The three figures on the bridge are you and Jervis and the baby. I am
pained to note that you carry your daughter by the back of her neck, as
if she were a kitten. That is not the way we handle babies in the J. G.
H. nursery. Please also note that the artist has given Jervis his full
due in the matter of legs. When I asked Punch what had become of the
captain, he said that the captain was inside, putting coal on the fire.
Punch was terribly impressed, as well he might be, when he heard that
your steamer burned three hundred wagonloads a day, and he naturally
supposed that all hands had been piped to the stokehole.

BOW! WOW!

That's a bark from Sing. I told him I was writing to you, and he
responded instantly.

We both send love.

Yours,

SALLIE.

THE JOHN GRIER HOME,

Saturday.

Dear Enemy:

You were so terribly gruff last night when I tried to thank you for
giving my boys such a wonderful day that I didn't have a chance to
express half of the appreciation I felt.

What on earth is the matter with you, Sandy? You used to be a tolerably
nice man--in spots, but these last three or four months you have only
been nice to other people, never to me. We have had from the first a
long series of misunderstandings and foolish contretemps, but after each
one we seemed to reach a solider basis of understanding, until I had
thought our friendship was on a pretty firm foundation, capable of
withstanding any reasonable shock.

And then came that unfortunate evening last June when you overheard some
foolish impolitenesses, which I did not in the slightest degree mean;
and from then on you faded into the distance. Really, I have felt
terribly bad about it, and have wanted to apologize, but your manner
has not been inviting of confidence. It isn't that I have any excuse or
explanation to offer; I haven't. You know how foolish and silly I am on
occasions, but you will just have to realize that though I'm flippant
and foolish and trivial o