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Wednesday Eve

Good morning, Charity:

Or at least it should be morning when the mailman gets this hunk of composin' to you. So you've lived in the windy city so long that you can't appreciate the C & N. W. any more? The Panama limited may be a neat train, but please try to recall that there are five steamliners passing thru your old stamping ground's daily. Also the C & N. W. has the most and fastest and mostest stock trains in connection with transportation of western beeves.

I imagine by the time you have received a couple of letters, and perchance by the time you get this, the quacks will be going over my anatomy in search of minor flaws. Must be nearly like a stock judging contest where the judges really give the flesh & bones a good going over. The mark on my arm is nearly healed, so that the doc will suspect nothing from that and furthermore will I give any hint of it.

The office is a nut house now with me right in the center of it all. Are over 100 tons of coal behind in deliveries and no trucks available. Can only do so much and that is all we do or even worry about. The need for coal is more acute now as the weather has changed decidedly for the worst. I have built a fire tonite and that seems insufficient as the first spasm of weather always catches one with his underwear in storage. Believe it or not, however, I am wearing a black zipper jacket that I received as a Xmas gift some years hence. A stock of cigars, candy, and radio serve to keep me partially contented. Just picked a bouquet of Dahlias for a vase. had two nice dark ones come out and gave them to Mom. One, Bing of the blacks, is a rich black purple of velvet sheen, and Thomas Edison a very dark red.

Have about made arrangements for disposal of the dogs for it is somewhat more difficult to store them as I shall my furniture. Have some spuds in the ground as yet that should be out in view of the weather. You know it may be just a trifle difficult to leave all friends and things one has acquired and merely transfer to some force that has to exterminate something that threatens such an existence. A tough job, but it must be done so we may be able to come home and find it as we left it -- free. Should meet and make new friends amongst such a group of men as will be thrown together. No! I'm not morbid, just looking ahead to reality.

Well, Soxie, I hope this mental meandering has at least taken up some of you time, and not wasted it. I was surprised, but pleased, to get your first letter so promptly. Hope you don't have all the Marine trouble your girl friend has. Just remember that the absent man is an errant man, with no whip over him. Keep your fingers crossed and hope I'll pass. Will send a wire if I do as I said before.

The polack with the stubborn lock (of hair)


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