"And why is he puttin' pages and pages of good reading like this must have in it in care of the fire fairies?
Too much alone, I guess! He's going wrong in his head.

Nobody at themselves would do sech a fool trick as this.

I believe I had better do something.
Of course I had! These is writ to Ruth; she ort to have them.

Wish't I knowed how she gets her mail, I'd send her some.

Mebby three! I'd send a fat and a lean, and a middlin' so's that she'd have a sample of all the kinds they is.