"Well done, Bramah! Obliged to send their venom by post now." This was the feeling uppermost in his mind.

In short, he opened the letter with as much contempt as anger.
But he had no sooner read the foul scrawl, than his heart died within him.
"Thou's sharp but not sharp enow.

We know where thou goes courting up hill.

Window is all glass and ripe for a Peter shall blow the house tatums.

There's the stuff in Hillsbro and the men that have done others so, and will do her job as wells thine.