The Washington herald., 1910-06-19
CHAPTER VIII.
Correspondents Department.

correspondents Department.
/ The following letters were found in the
house post box after the lifting Of the
quarantine, and later were presented to
me by their writer's, bound in white kid
(the letters. not the authors. of course)
From Thomas HARRISON, late engineer
Of Bridges. Peruvian Trunk Lines. South
America, to Henry Llewellyn, care of
Union Nitrate Company. Iquique. Chile.
Dear Old Mani think I was fully a week try
ing to drive out Of my mind nv last glimpse Of
you with your sicky grin. pretending TO be tcklei
10 pieces that the only white man within 80 miles
Of your shack going on holiday, You Old
buffer used to hang over the rail Of the steam
er. on the way Up. and see you standing left
you beside the car with its mule and the indian
driver and behind you a million miles Of soul
destroying pampa- Never mind Jack sent yes
terday by mail steamer the cigarettes. pipes. and
tobacco canned goods. and poker chips. Put in
some magazines too. and the collars. Don't know
about the ties-guess it won't matter down there.
Nothing happened on the trip. One Of the en-
gines broke down three days out. and spent all
my time below decks for forty-eight hours Chief
engineer raHtg with d. rs Got the engine
fixed in record time and haven't got my hands
clean yet It was bully.
With this I send the papers, which Win tell YOU
how I happen 10 be here. and why have leisure
to write you three days after landing II the sit
uation we're not 80 ridiculous IL would b. mad
dening. Here I am. of for holiday and cougrat1I-
lating myself that I am fcos free and heart free
yes. my friend heart free-here am, shut IN the
house q man l never saw until last night and
wouldn't care II ! never saw again. with lot Of
people who nsser heard Of me, who are almost
equally vague about South America. who play as
hard ct bridge as I ever worked at building one
forgive this won't youf the novelty has gone to
ms head and who belong 10 the very class Of
dxtraTagsnt. luxlITy-loving n0nDFosrcing parasites
isn't that what called thems that you and /
used TO evile from our lofty Andean pinnacle
To come down 20 earth: here we are, SIX women
and i've men. including a policeman not servant
IN the house and no one who knows how To do
anything. There are really immensely interesting
these people; they al know each other very well
and It Is Jimmy" here ard DALI there-Dslias
Brown, who went 70 India with me; you remember
my speaking Of him-sn6 they are eood-natured
too. excspt at meal times. The little hostess Mrs
Wilson, took over the cooking and although
luncheon better than breakfast the food still
leaves much to the imagination
wish yon e5sld zee this airs. Wilson Hal You
would change whole lot Of yuur ideas She Is
thoroughbred. sure enough, and Of course sone Of
her beauty . the result Of the exquisite care sbou.
which you and I-stin from our Andean pinnacle
used TO rant. But the fact is she Is more than
that She has fire. and pluck, no end. II you
could have seen her this morning standing IN front
Of cold kitchen range. determined to conquer it.
and had seen the tilt q her chin when I offered
to take over the co0kng-you needn't grin; / can
cook. and yoa know ityou would understand what
mean. Il was - clear that she was raralYzed
With fright at the idea Of getting breakfast and
equally clear that she meant to do 1t. By the way,
! asEs learned that her name was MoNaif before