Your happy and loving little friend Smiles. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - III Commonwealth Avenue Boston, Massachusetts. October 24, 1912. Proprietor of the General Store, Fayville, ---- County, West Virginia. Dear Sir: I am informed that you are occasionally purchasing, through one Judd Amos, of Webb's Gap, sweetgrass baskets made by a little mountain girl of that settlement. I am interested in her work, and herewith enclose a money order in the sum of ten dollars ($10.00) with which I will ask you to purchase at a rate reasonably in advance of the one you are now paying, all the baskets which she sends to you. You may express them to my address each month, and I will forward further funds upon request. Please do not mention my name in connection with this transaction; but, if any questions are asked, merely say that you have obtained a city market for them. Very truly yours, (Dr.) Donald MacDonald. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - IV Webb's Gap. Vir. November 24, 1912. Dear Dr. McDonald: How many letters do you guess I have written to you so far this month? 24. Yes, I have written you a long letter every day, telling you all the things I did, and thought, but of course I did not mail them, for I knew that you would get tired of reading them. But this one I am going to send, for grandfather has asked me to let you know that he has shot that wild turkey bird for your Thanksgiving--which is Thursday--and has sent it to you by express package from Fayville. I was with him when he did it. Evenings come right early now and we went into the woods just before sun down. It was right beautiful, and I wished that you could have been with us. I will try and tell you what I saw like I do in my daily letters that my teacher says are practice themes. (I could not have spelled that to save my life a month ago.) Well, except for the big pine trees which never seem to change, just like granddaddy, all the tall forest people and the half grown-up children-bushes, had put on bright new dresses in honor of Thanksgiving time. They were red, made of many colored patches like Bible Joseph's coat,--yellow green and brown, some as bright as God could paint the colors, some soft, like they had been washed and washed.