An then when you get home without a bath or a hair cut or the movies or nothin, an you forgot to get that shavin soap for yourself an spent all your money they say “Thanks Bill.  Put it over there.  Can you change a ten dollar bill?” There ought to be a law against makin money in such big numbers.

Im glad you taken up singin lessons again.  You ought to take a lot of em.  I got a favor to ask.  I dont do that offen.  Proud.  Thats me all over.  But if that fello Broggins keeps buttin round sing for him Mable.  It aint askin much with me down here defendin you.  Although I dont see why I had to come down here to do it.

     Yours internally,
          Bill.

Dere Mable:

This is the last time I will ever take my pen in hand for you.  All is over among us.

I felt it comin for some time Mable.  Today among some letters that I got from girls was one from a girl what knos you well.  She told me all about this fello Broggins.  She says you take him around with you everywhere.  Thats the kind of a fello I thought he was, Mable, but Im surprized at you.  She says your awful fond of him hes so cute.  I aint cute an aint never pretended to be.  A mans man.  Thats me all over, Mable.  She says she went up to your house the other night an he was sittin in your lap stickin his tongue out at my pictur on the mantlepiece.  After that, Mable, theres nothin to say.  So I repeat, its all over among us.

Im returnin today by parcels post the red sweter an the gloves that has no fingers an the sox that you wear over your head an your pictur.  Most of the stuff aint been used much.  The pictur has some mud on it cause I had to keep it in the bottom of my barrak bag an my shoes came next.  The sox I cant send back cause I sold em to Joe Glucos an you wouldnt want em now.

[Illustration:  “THE LAST TIME I WILL TAKE MY PEN IN HAND FOR YOU”]

The stuff that you sent me to eat I havnt kept.  I guess you wouldnt want that anyway Mable.  The stuff that your mother sent me Im going to keep.  She wasnt my girl an she didnt have to send all that stuff if she didnt want to.

As for all the things I have give you, Mable, keep em.  I dont want em no more.  I aint even goin to menshun all the money Ive spent on you for movies an sodas an the Lord knows what not.  I aint the kind of a fello to throw that up to a fello or even menshun it in no ways.  I kept track of it though in a little book.  It comes to $28.27 and some odd sense.

An I aint agoin to hold it up against you that I been savin in the bank for most two years sos to have a little somethin towards that house with the green blinds.  An that I got somethin like $87.22 in the bank if you can believe what that eagle beak in the cage rites in your book.  All wasted you might say, when you think of the fun I might have had with it in the last two years.  Those things we’ll just forget.  You seem to have already.