10/30 I've put too much steam on all my life, and I must pull up now, or the boiler will burst. She is as anxious to see you as I am. But you must wait till I am dead to make love to her. Ever your sincere friend, "MARCUS W.WHITTINGHAM." As I write, I hear that the arrangement is to be carried out. So ends Aureataland's brief history as a nation; so ends the story of her national debt, more happily than I ever thought it would. |