I did it very politely, but it queered the man before the men, and Watrous grew very sarcastic at his expense.

Next time Andy will know better and let me get my own stories alone.
Your Millionaire Son, DICK.
I'm still the "same old Dick"; not proud a bit.
This was my mother's reply: Thursday.
August 1888.
DEAR DICK: Your letter has just come and we are all delighted.

Well done for old St.Nicholas! I thought they meant to wait till the story was published.

It took me back to the day when I got $50.

for "Life in the Iron Mills." I carried the letter half a day before opening it, being so sure that it was a refusal.
I had a great mind to read the letter to Davis and Cecile who were on the porch but was afraid you would not like it.
I did read them an extremely impertinent enclosure which was so like the letter I sent yesterday.