The idea of sending cards to their friends actually from the volcano itself was most fascinating, and they scribbled away till the last available moment.
"I guess some homes in America will be startled when they see these," purred Peachy, addressing flaming representations of an eruption.

"It ought just to make Nell Condy's eyes pop out." "I'm only afraid they won't believe we've really been," sighed Delia, skeptically.
"They'll have to, with the Vesuvius postmark.

The post-office can't tell fibs at any rate.

I call these cards a bit of luck.

Be a sport, somebody, and lend me an extra stamp.