THE NEW FOLKS AT HOME.
.<♦ London (Kn\;.>. Dear Sadie,—You must \\-\\? been thinking hard things about, little rac for not writing before, but I've been too busy to brenthe. almost, tearing around and sight-seeing ; so you must overlook it this time, ami I will be good in future. We're located here at present, mc and Pop and I'y. that is. The hotel is a one-horsr shack, in some ways, and only about six floors up, but, as Pop says, it hasn't burnt down yet, which is something to be thankful for, and i! nothing happens we may linish the vacation here.
We went to a swell crush at a country house last week, and I enjoyed myself considerable, but 1 wish Pop had not offered to buy the place, because I warned him not to, and the man it belonged to turned as cold as a clam, and dropped the glass out of his eye, and said he could not entertain the proposition for an instant. But that's Top all the time ! spot cash and clear the deal ! This one did not pan out, and Pop was side-tracked for once. Well, I met a terrible good-looking man there, and he brought me some strawberries and fal-lals, and we had a good time munching. He's calle< The O'Stickjatigh (though it's pro nounced quite different), and yor mustn't call him Mister, or My Lord or anything like that, and he's head of the whole push, and all the other O'S.'s don't amount to shucks when this one is around. He told me that England is played out, and that only the Kelts are any use. It appears his clan is Keltic, so I asked him why he didn't stay up in his hills and make homespun and haddocks, and he seemed a bit rattled, and said I couldn't be expected to understand these things all at once.
Oh, Sadie, do you remember the saddlebags ? Well, I ran across old man Saddlebag at a picture-gallery, and he looked as though he had dropped a nickel down a .crating, s<; I let him take me to lunch. He told me Mrs. Saddlebag had divorced him on account of his wearing spectacles and looking mean in consequence. He pleaded myopia (I'm not sure about the spelling) at the trial, but the judge said he was not going to let any technical point interfere with justice ; so they jarred loose, and the old man got his walking-papers, and Mrs. Saddlebag has gene in for jigsaws. I thought you would like to know.
I went to a polo match last week, and Myrtle Dikkerson happened along so we had a crack, and she gave me all tier news. She's in the worst kind of a fix bscause she's got engaged to a Continental baron, and can't speak, a word of his language ! It's too bad, and I'm real sorry for her ; but she's got a conversation book, and you know what a persevering girl she is. I must quit right now, or I shall be late for the theatre, so good-bye for the present. Shall see you again in the fall.—Yours as before,—"Elrnira." in "Punch."
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King Country Chronicle, Volume V, Issue 379, 19 July 1911, Page 3
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527THE NEW FOLKS AT HOME. King Country Chronicle, Volume V, Issue 379, 19 July 1911, Page 3
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