[Illustration: "WHEN I LOOKED IN THE TIN MIRROR I THOUGHT I WAS
STARVIN"]

I got the little tin mirror you sent, Mable. Its unbreakable all right.
Bill Huggins got so mad at it he tried to break it and couldnt. The
first time I looked in it I got an awful start. I thought I was starvin.
I looked like one of them picturs of hungry Indiens that the mishunaries
show you just before they pass the plate. Bill Huggins swiped it later
and says why didnt somebody tell him he was gettin so fat cause he
couldnt go home on a furlo like that. He didnt eat nothin for three
meals and then he looked at hisseif with the mirror turned the other
way. Its like one of those Coney Island places where a fello can go in
and laff at hisself for a dime. Next time send me one that will break.

I got to quit now and buy a couple of pies before I go to bed. I dont
sleep good less I have a little somethin on my stummick. Dont say nothin
about what I told you in the beginnin.

Until the 15th Feb. then.

Yours faithfully,
_Bill._



_Dere Mable:_

The Captin aint goin to give me my furlo. Says theres an order out
against it. Someones got it in for me, Mable. I bought a wooley coat