let me get my own stories alone.

Your Millionaire Son,

DICK.

I'm still the "same old Dick"; not proud a bit.

This was my mother's reply:


Thursday.
August 1888.
DEAR DICK:

Your letter has just come and we are all delighted. Well done
for old St. Nicholas! I thought they meant to wait till the
story was published. It took me back to the day when I got
$50. for "Life in the Iron Mills." I carried the letter half
a day before opening it, being so sure that it was a refusal.

I had a great mind to read the letter to Davis and Cecile who
were on the porch but was afraid you would not like it.

I did read them an extremely impertinent enclosure which was
so like the letter I sent yesterday. That I think you got it
before writing this.

. . . Well I am glad about that cheque! Have you done
anything on Gallagher? That is by far the best work you've