The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-12-13
n Bunch Of Letters.
BY HATTIE WHITNEY.

Copyright, 1901, by Daily Story Pub. Coz
| Glen Alder, Aug. g.
Dear Jen-Dont ever ask me to do a
I benevolent thing again, for I won't. |
wouldn't have done it this time if you
and brother Tom and G. " hadn't drag
| ged me into it whether / liked it or
not; then wouldn't be worried as l am
| this minute, by a specter in the distance
| of a red-headed sister-in-law who is
regular Nobody from Nowhere. l didn't
| care to make her acquaintance in the
| first place. when you wanted me to take
| her up, and said she was a nice girl
| but didn't have a good time, and /
! wouldn't dislike her, etc. I have no use
| for girls that don't have good time,
and 1 detest people I don't dislike I sus-
| pected she'd be plain and a stick before
I saw her, and I foulld her palmer and
stickier than / expected; and no more
style about her than a saucepan, and
what has got-into Tom-of course it's her
scheming. My wretched mistake came
about that day I met you and you sug-
gested that 1 invite her to go with us
on our camping out excursion, because
she was having bad time of it at home,
with her stepfather.
G.. V. dropped in that evening and took
tea with US, and I foolishly mentioned
what you had said, and he and Tom were
just daffy enough to fall right in with the
plan. They said if she never had any
good times it would be a nice thing to
help her have one for once. l said /
didn't see how we could take a girl like
her; we were all paired off comfortably.
two and two, and she would be the odd
one and make bother unless we asked
another man, and I didn't know who it
would be; she never had an admirer of
her own, as far as / knew; she would
just have to tag around after Uncle
John and Aunt Alice, who were to
chaperone our party. G. V. SAN why
hadn't she any admirers. / said she was
so awfully plain, and her folks weren't
anybody; her stepfather was a cranky old
ex-ranchman and hadn't got rich at the
business, either, and her very name was
a freak-Penelope Dusenberry
Tom said, "Oh, we'll ask her anyway,
and I'll keep friendly eye on her now
and then" And G. Y. said, Eyes, ask
her, and I'll relieve Tom occasionally il
he finds the job too much for him.
So I couldn't get out of it, and there
we are. But she wouldn't have gone half
an inch of the way if I had had as much
sense as red ant. I Il tell you why in
my next letter. Dsgustedly yours,
-Floretta.
Glen Alder, Aug. 6.
yours is repaying my kindness by get
ting around poor Tom as fast as she
knows how-sly red-headed thing; and al
ways so overwhelmingly amiable to me,
and so grateful to me for giving her this
little bit of fresh air and streak of sun
shine-gush. Tom says she is not so
lad locking, now that she is having
good time, laundering old moth he is;
she'll have him in wink. I'm disap-
pointed in everybody-yes, everybody. The
country air or something else has turned
the whole set into driveling idiots. Here
were Tom and Zellie Waters as good as
engaged before they came here, and 1
asked zellie just on purpose for Toms
benefit, so they would settle it definitely,
and now here's Tom laundering into that
red-headed nliIlx's web, and as for Zellie,
used to consider her amiable and art
less, if she didn't have much of brain
in her silly head, but / believe now she's
as deep and willy as an old sea serpent,
and has had her eye on G. V. all the
time, although she knew I had settled
it long ago that he and I We're kindred
spirits. She's just been fooling Tom and
watching for chance to snap G. v. up,