Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-29
Little Boobies
Pa


teschsr sed we shud practice
riteing letters. She sed that
peepul was fergitting how to rite
good letters & she asked eech Of IL
kids to rite a letter to a aunt or .
unkel & bring It to skool with us the
next day
I haven't got any aunts TO rite to d
the only unkel 1 have got Is Pas
brother. he isent a bit like Pa, he Is
a meen old cuss, he newer gaiv US
cent for Christmas or a present eevsn.
Rite to unkel Oscar, sed Pa, rite
him a nice letter.
/ doant want to rite him a nice
letter. / toad Pa, beetaus I doant like
him eeven II he is yure brother. He
has got lots of mummy he all the
time wares that old black suite that
is Citing all green & shiny. Why
shud 1 rite to h!m7
Why indeed, Bobbie. sed Ma. II you
doant want to rite him a nice letter
thare is no use Of riteing him at all.
Doant ever pretend that you luv .
man If you doant luv him, Ma sed.
Maybe II he wud rite UnkeI Oscar .
nice letter it mite maik the old groschs
feel a littel kinder. sed Pa I will rite
the letter for Bobbis, q he can sine
his naim & l bet Oscar will warm M
cum around to see Bobbis.
doant think anything in the wurld
wud ever maik that old miser warm
up, sod Ma. & | am not In favor Of
Bobbie sinsing his naim to any luv-
ing words for Unkei Oscar. But Pa
sed he was going to rite tho letter
anyway. SO Ma & me loft the room 20
Pa cud be alone. q after waiting .
littel while Pa CAIN out d red this
letter witch ne had rots for me:
Dear Unksl oscar-This 10 a letter
from yure littel nsfsw Bobbie
dare say you will be surprised to
near from me, but the temtashun to
rite was irresis-tabel. l have bsen
thinking a good deal OF you of late b
| often picture you as you set alone
N
wish from the bottom Of my hart that
cud be with you & cheer you along
life's pathway Tho rinkeis on yure
deer old brow sll show that you are
In the afternoon of life. a I wud
fain caress them rinkels d let you
know that altho all the wurld mita
turn agsenst you & call you old
skinfiint, yurs loving nttcl nefew wiu
always cling to thee In times Of sor~
row. stress Il storm. Believe me
dear unkel Oscar. TO be now d al
ways
yure aneckshunate nefsw.
I didsnt want to sine that letter
Pa that It wuddent be took rite by
Unkel Oscar. & ssd that didn't like
to tell him anything about luv in
letter wen I didn't feel any luv for
him in my hart. But Pa wanted mo
to sine II. SO I sined It g. Pa sent
messenger boy over to his brothers
house with 1t.
In about a hour Unkel Oscar calm
oaver to our house, 1t was the first
time he had been In our house for
long time. cud see that he was awful
mad. He wuddent set down. He Jest
sed What kind OF Tom-fool-ry 10
this letter. g. why did you send II to
me7 suppoas this littel wart thinks
will leave him sum OF my property
wen ! die. but will fool him q
will fool all OF you.
Pa q Ma tried to smooth Unkei
over but l didn't You are a old
n,iser, I told him. Dosnt call me q
littel wart, you old hunk of dried
beef. I wuddent rite you a nice lst-
ter in a milyun years. my father
toad me to rite that letter. Keep
yure little bankroll. I toald him.
am richer than you. beeksus I have
my Pa g. Ma to luv me. was pritty
mad, but after Unkel Oscar had went
I felt kind of sorry for him anyhow.
WILLIAM r. KIRK.