The San Juan County index. (Aztec, N.M.) 1890-19??, 1902-04-04

Oct 81. 1900.
Ny Dearest Louise-l can't date this
ION the road TO Mandelcy." for the
thermometer outside OF our camp door
declares it's AZ degrees, SO I rather feel
am en- route TO the North Pole. but
as this Is just to tell you a little Of our
jolly hunting trip and not a weather
report, I shall not waste time telling
you how cold It is.
You know Il party, consisting Of
Brother Tom and his wife, our cousins
Harry and Lewis Thompson, and my
self, left BALTIC Oct. 18th for Boston,
from there TO Portland, and then a
bee line for this camp in the heart Of
the woods.
When I see you / will tell you all Of
the comforts and discomforts Of this
sort Of living; what characters our
guides are, and all that; but just now
l have n piece Of news that over
shadows all else. I have shot a deerl
Yes, truly, and I can show you my
guides aindavit II my word does not
convince you.
/ can just feel my head swelling ev-
cry time / think Of II, and you will
please save your pennies for those
gloves you wagered that 1 would never
see e ceer hoOf in Maine.
wish ! could tell you of the charms
Of this life. We leave camp early in
the morning, each with his own guide.
and though sometimes you do get just
a little tired. after you have tramped
five or six hours without seeing a hoof
mark, still you enjoy the magnificent
woods, etc, and when your keen-eyed
guide does spy signs Of game you for
get all the aching muscles and follow
on with a light heart.
But I must not let my enthusiasm
Fpn away with me, for it's not likely
you are IS interested in deer talk as l
in Juss now.
But l have had a funny little K
perience that you may laugh over with
me. Do you remember when we came
home from Washington in September,
just as we left the train at Union Sta
ton we saw Charlie English waving
good-by to such a handsome man who
was Just leaving him? And Charlie
came to US, lamenting that we had
been out of town while he was enter
tanning a most charming New Yorker.
Well, my dear, we have seen the N. Y.
charmer up here, and he has lost non
OF his good looks on the way.
We stopped over night at a small
country inn just before getting into
q camp, and as we sat around the
open fire in the sitting room, who
should tramp through into his own
room adjoining the sitting room, but
the unknown New Yorker.
In a little while the rest Of our party
left the room TO look after traps,
guides, &c, and you know how l whis-
tie to keep my spirits up when alone!
Quite unconsciously 1 began whistling
Come, My Love, Oh, Come to Me-"
IN a moment I heard from the next
room a whistling response, Under
meath Your Window, Lou Dear, 1 Am
Waiting" Then I just couldn't resist
answering. why don't you get a INDY
OF 20 own?" OF course It was dread
ml, but wait TIL you get a whim of
this Maine ozone, and you will find it
easy to drop your impressive Gibson
pose and do things unheard Of in city
life.
I assure you when you drop trained
and don abbreviated hunting
clothes, you drop lots of fancy man
ners too.
But to go on. the unknown then
whistled There's only girl in the
world for me-" and l answered, I'm
only a poor little singing girl" BY
this time we were both laughing be-
tween whistles and / heard his guide
call, and 1 few from the room just as
he opened his door, but l heard his
whistle as he drove on, How can 1
bear to leave thee?"
OF course I'll never see him again.
80 ! don't mind the experience.
We will be here a week longer. Do
me Now I'm too sleepy for
another word except goodnight.
Yours with lots Of love,
Katharine Allan.
Hotel TOuraine, Boston.
October 30, 1900.
Dear Louise-Here we are trans
planted from the heart of the wilder
ness to the perfection Of luxury. You
know what this magnificent hotel Is