_From a Young Woman to a Formal Hostess After a House Party_ Dear Mrs. Norman: I don't know when I ever had such a good time as I did at Broadlawns. Thank you a thousand times for asking me. As it happened, the first persons I saw on Monday at the Towns' dinner were Celia and Donald. We immediately had a threesome conversation on the wonderful time we all had over Sunday. Thanking you again for your kindness to me, Very sincerely yours, Grace Smalltalk. _To a Formal Hostess After an Especially Amusing Week-End_ Dear Mrs. Worldly: Every moment at Great Estates was a perfect delight! I am afraid my work at the office this morning was down to zero in efficiency; so perhaps it is just as well, if I am to keep my job, that the average week-end in the country is different--very. Thank you all the same, for the wonderful time you gave us all, and believe me Faithfully yours, Frederick Bachelor. Dear Mrs. Worldly: Every time I come from Great Estates, I realize again that there is no house to which I always go with so much pleasure, and leave on Monday morning with so much regret. Your party over this last week-end was simply wonderful! And thank you ever so much for having included me. Always sincerely, Constance Style. _From a Young Couple_ Dear Mrs. Town: We had a perfect time at Tuxedo over Sunday and it was so good of you to include us. Jack says he is going to practise putting the way Mr. Town showed him, and maybe the next time he plays in a foursome he won't be such a handicap to his partner. Thanking you both for the pleasure you gave us, Affectionately yours, Sally Titherington Littlehouse _From a Bride to Her New Relatives-in-Law_ A letter that was written by a bride after paying a first visit to her husband's aunt and uncle won for her at a stroke the love of the whole family. This is the letter: Dear "Aunt Annie": Now that it is all over, I have a confession to make! Do you know that when Dick drove me up to your front door and I saw you and Uncle Bob standing on the top step--I was simply _paralyzed_ with fright! "Suppose they don't like me," was all that I could think. Of course, I knew you loved Dick--but that only made it worse. How awful, if you _couldn't_ like me! The reason I stumbled coming up the steps was because my knees were actually knocking together! You remember, Uncle Bob sang out it was good I was already married, or I wouldn't be this year? And then--you were both so perfectly adorable to me--and you made me feel as though I had always been your niece--and not just the wife of your nephew.