For weeks they had no news from the Arcade, except a postal from
King O’Leary. It was far into September before a batch of letters,
which had journeyed back and forth and had been reenclosed,
arrived with news of the outer world. There were several of
no importance--notices of firms soliciting patronage, and
advertisements--but among them were two letters which Dangerfield
pounced upon eagerly--the first from Flick, with a Southern
postmark which excited their curiosity, the second from Tootles,
which was deferred for a later reading.
The New Imperial Lodging House,
Jiggs Rest,
Georgia.
Temperature, 105 in the cellar.