Dorry asked his sister to ask his mother if he might ask me to go home
with him. And she said yes; but to wait a week first, because the house
was just got ready to have a great party, and she couldn’t stand two
muddy-shoed boys. May I go?
Tom Cush was sent home; but he didn’t go. His father lives in the same
town that Dorry does. He has been here to look for him.
I never went to make anybody a visit. I hope you will say yes. I should
like to have some money. Everybody tells boys not to spend money; but
if they knew how many things boys want, and everything tasted so good, I
believe they would spend money themselves. Please write soon.
From your affectionate grandchild,