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“So with the town house: I may tear it down entirely and rebuild from
the cellar up. What I want in the town is a place of half an acre
to two acres carrying fine, tall trees, with well-developed trunks.
I want shade and plenty of it, but no limbs or branches growing or
hanging within eight feet of the ground. I do not desire shrubbery,
but if there is any I can have it removed, while I cannot create stout
trees. Those I must have on the place when I buy it, for I will have
the shade and I will have a clear sweep for air and an unobstructed
view all round.
“I am not at the Menger as you naturally suppose. I merely have my
mail sent there. I am living in a tent half a mile or more from the
town. At Los Angeles I had the luck to fall in with a Brexington
nigger, Jeff Twibill. He knew of another, Cato Johnson, who was in
Frisco. I have the two of them with me now, Jeff takes care of the
horses and Cato of me and I am very comfortable.
“That brings me to the arrangements I want you to make for me. Buy or
lease or rent or borrow a piece of a field, say four acres, free of
trees or bushes and sloping enough to shed the rain. Be sure there is
good water handy. Have four tents; one for me, one for the two niggers
(and make it big enough for three or four); one to cook in and one
for my four horses, they are luxurious beasts and live as well as I
do. Have the tents pitched in the middle of the field so I shall have
a clear view all around. The field must be clear of bushes or trees,
must be at least four acres and may be any size larger than that:
forty would be none too big for me. I want no houses too close to me.
“You see I am at present averse to houses, hotels and public
conveyances. I mean to ride across the continent camping as I go. And
in Brexington I mean to tent it until I have my own house ready to
live in. I am resolute to be no man’s guest nor any man’s lodger, nor
any company’s passenger.
“I am coming home, Radford, coming home to be a Colonel with the rest
of them. And I shall be no mere colonel-by-courtesy: I have won my
right to the title, I won it twice over, years ago in Egypt and later
in Asia.
“Thank you for all the news of the many cousins, I did not realize
they were so very numerous. I am sorry that Mary Mattingly is dead, of
all the many dear people in Brexington I loved her best.
“I shall keep you advised of my progress across the continent. And
as questions come up about the details of the tent-equipment you can
confer with me by letter.
“Gratefully yours,
“CASSIUS M. CASE.”
I showed the letters to one and another of my elder acquaintances, who
remembered Cassius.
Dr. Boone said:
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