The Jennings daily record. [volume] (Jennings, La.) 1900-1903, 1902-03-10
Moosehead Camp. Me-.

MOOSeneaO camp, ME-,
Oct. 81. 1900.
Ny Dearest LOUISE can't date this
ION the road to Mandelay," for the
outside of our camp door
declares It's AZ degrees. so rather feel
I am en- route to the North Pole. but
% this is just to tell you a little OF our |
Jolly hunting trip and not weather
report, shall not waste time telling
you how cold it Is.
You know our 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
Doe line for this camp in the heart OF
the woods.
When 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
have one piece of news that over
shadows all else I have shot deer!
Yes, truly, and I can show you my
guides aIhdavit If my word does not
convince you.
can Just feel my head swelling ev-
cry time I think of 1T, and you WILL
please save your pennies for those
8lOveS you Wa$0TSU LudI "OuAo AS'SA
see a deer 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
little tired, after you have tramped
i've or six hours without seeing hoof
mark, still you enjoy the magnificent
woods, ETC., and when your keen-eyed
sd 0f for
get all the aching muscles and follow
on with light heart.
But 1 must not let my enthusiasm
run away with me, for It's not likely
you are as interested in deer talk as
am-just now.
But l have had a funny little ex-
perience that you may laugh over with
me. Do you remember when we came
home from Washington in September
1ust as we left the train at Union Sta
ton we saw Charlie English waving
xood-by to such handsome man who
was Just leaving him? And Charlie
came to us, lamenting that we had
been out of town while he was enter
taining a most charming New Yorker.
Well, my dear, we have seen the N. Y.
charmer up here, and he has lost none
OF his good looks on the way.
We stopped over night at small
country inn just before getting into
our camp, and as we sat around the
open fire in the sitting room, who
should tramp through into his own
I'm 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 1 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. l Am
Waiting" Then l just couldn't resist
answering, "Why don't you get lady
of yo' own?" OF course it was dread
ful, but wait till you get Whit of
this Maine ozone, and you will find it
easy to drop your impressive Gibson
pose and do things unheard of in city
life.
assure you when you drop trained
skirts and don abbreviated hunting
clothes, you drop lots of fancy man
ners too.
But to go on, the unknown then
whistled There's only one 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 I heard his guide
call, and flew from the room just as
he opened his door. but l heard his
whistle as he drove off, How can
bear to leave thee?"
OF course I'll never see him again
so l don't mind the experience.
We will be here a week longer. Dc
write me soon. Now Pm too sleepy fol
another word except goodnight.
Yours with lots of love.
Katharine Allan.
---, Hotel Touraine, Boston,
October 80, 1900.
Dear Louise-Here we are trans
nlanted from the heart of the wilder
ness to the perfection of luxury. Yo'
know what this magnificent hotel is
SO | won't waste its fine paper in tell
ing you of it's attractions.
We got here about noon to-day
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