The Mermaid of Druid Lake, and Other StoriesBump, Charles Weathers
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The Mermaid of Druid Lake, and Other Stories
Bump, Charles Weathers
Fiction; Short stories
The show last night hit me $3.20, counting car fares, and my allowance
from the old man is running short. I'm glad she didn't accept my
invitation to go to the Rennert to eat after "The Lion and the Mouse."
She said she would like to, but we'd better go straight home from
Ford's, as her mother would prefer it that way.
Wish me success, old fellow, with my love affair. I tell you, that girl
has got me going so I can't get interested in dry old stuff about bones.
Yours,
HUGH.
VII.
To MISS GRACE IREDELL,
Summerfield, N. C.
Baltimore, Nov. 21, 1906.
Dear Little Sis:
I wish you had been with me last night to see the largest dance you ever
set your eyes on. It was a regimental hop at the Fifth Regiment Armory,
an enormous big building that can accommodate, they say, about 15,000
people. They hold there all the biggest conventions that Baltimore has.
It was a grand sight, with a crowd of girls in pretty clothes and
fellows in uniform and dress suits, dancing to the music of the regiment
band. Edith Wolfe's brother is a lieutenant in the regiment, and she
invited me to be her escort. We had our own party--Lieutenant Wolfe,
another soldier boy, a third chap not in uniform and a couple of girl
friends of Edith, petite, pretty, sweet-natured sisters, whom I liked
very much. I danced with all three girls, but especially with Edith, who
looked radiant in a black sequin gown that was unusually well suited to
her blonde type. One waltz to the dreamy music of "Mlle. Modiste" was
Heaven itself.
The only drawback to me was the expense. I had to pay $4 for a carriage
and $3 for roses. Besides, I had to hire a dress suit, as I could not
have gone without one. Some of the students sent me to a place kept by
twin brothers, identical in appearance, and it was a funny sight to see
them making me into one of their swallow-tails, taking in here and
letting out there. Anyhow, it took the last dollar I had, and I've got
to borrow to get along for two weeks.
Yours lovingly,
HUGH.
VIII.
To MR. HUGH IREDELL,
College of Physicians and Surgeons.
Baltimore, Nov. 27, 1906.
Dear Sir:
The faculty desires to notify you that your record is unsatisfactory,
both in regard to attendance and preparedness in class, and it expects
you to show improvement therein or suffer the consequences.
Respectfully yours,
W. TALBERT,
Secretary.
IX.
To MRS. JOHN IREDELL,
Summerfield, N. C.
Baltimore, Dec. 2, 1906.
Dear Mother:
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