I should like to have heard the good talk.

It was like the regiment of brigadier generals with no privates.
Your MOTHER.
This is a letter written by my father after the publication of Richard's story "A Walk up the Avenue." Richard frequently spoke of his father as his "kindest and severest critic." PHILADELPHIA, July 22nd, 1890.
10.30 P.M.
MY DEAR Boy: You can do it; you have done it; it is all right.

I have read A Walk up the Avenue.

It is far and away the best thing you have ever done--Full of fine subtle thought, of rare, manly feeling.
I am not afraid of Dick the author.

He's all right.