SO LONG-SEE YOU LATER
So that’s about all I can tell you now, but pretty soon I’ll tell you
about our cruise up the Hudson and all about the fun we had on the
house-boat and on Captain Savage’s tug. Oh, boy, he turned out to be one
fine man. And I’m going to tell you all about Skinny too, and about the
fix we got into about that tramp that slept in the house-boat. You
remember that fellow, don’t you. Some scare we had, believe me.
And you’ll hear about Temple Camp and Jeb Rushmore, and you’ll get to
know us fellows a lot better. Gee, I hope you’ll like us. Mr. Ellsworth
says I’m a pretty good author, only I took such a long run there wasn’t
any space left to jump in. I should worry. Some authors don’t run at
all, they only walk. Believe me, you have to drag some of them with a
rope.
Anyway, we’ve got acquainted now and that’s something. In the next story
there’s going to be some girls—and some snakes, too. Especially one
snake. Gee, but girls hate snakes—snakes and mice. Anyway, Mr.
Ellsworth told me to write just the same as I talked, so if it’s no
good, maybe that’s the reason. You should worry. Maybe you’ll like the
next one better, hey?
Anyway, you’ll like Temple Camp, that’s one sure thing.