THE XMAS ADVENTURES OF A DRAWING.
From Robert Simpson, Edinburgh, to Joan Dalgleish, London.
December 15.
Dear Miss Dalgleish,—I send you as promised, when we parted in Skye, one of my little drawings. I am sorry I have had no time to get it framed. I am off in ten days to India to resume my work. If you have no room for this little picture on your walls it will do for a Red Cross Bazaar.
Hoping to meet you some other summer,
Yours sincerely,
R. Simpson.
From Joan Dalgleish to Robert Simpson.
London, December 17.
Dear Mr. Simpson,—So many thanks for the drawing of the bay. It will always remind me of our delightful holiday in the North, and in the murky days of December it will make me feel again in the fresh air of Scotland.
With best wishes for a pleasant journey,
Yours sincerely,
Joan Dalgleish.
From Joan Dalgleish to Mary Morris, Manchester.
December 23.
Dearest Mary,—I am sending you a little Christmas card, in the shape of a water-colour drawing with a calendar attached, which can be removed each year. It will remind you of the fine time we spent bathing and boating on the Welsh Coast, which I know you people in the North adore. I have long wanted to send you some token of our days together in that pleasant land, and, after much searching, here at last it is.
Your affectionate Friend,
Joan Dalgleish.
From Mary Morris to Joan Dalgleish.
December 24.
Dearest Joan,—What a treat to see that glorious Welsh Coast, that heaving sea and those sunny cliffs, when I am barely existing in this gloomy city! Always will this dear scene be in my sight morning and evening, to remind me of my friend whom I miss so much, and of those grand aspects of nature which we enjoyed together.
With dear love,
Mary.
From Mary Morris to Miss Eleanor Mendip, Writers' Club, London.
December 30.
Dear Miss Mendip,—It seems ages since we met after your great visit to Manchester and after that splendid lecture on "Some Aspects of Nature." I cannot let the New Year pass without sending you a little picture of our Northern coast as a humble token of my immense admiration for your charming work—the poor offering of a constant admirer.
Hoping to see you again in our city and that you will again stay at our home,
Your affectionate admirer,
Mary Morris.
From Miss Mendip to Miss Morris.
January 2.
Dear Miss Morris,—Forgive me for not acknowledging before the graceful tribute of your admiration for my work. I do indeed regard you as a friend—few girls of my acquaintance have so real a sense of literary perfection as my dear young friend in Manchester. Always will I cherish your appreciative gift as a remembrance of my sweet young friend.
Yours affectionately,
Eleanor Mendip.
From Miss Mendip to the Editor, "Women's Welfare," London.
January 4.
Dear Mr. Scrimbles,—You said you intended to obtain an illustration to my paper on "Cottage Homes by Western Waters." I can save you trouble and some expense. I have succeeded in obtaining just the picture you want. I accordingly enclose it. You can add the fee of 10s. 6d. to my cheque for the article. I hope it will come out in February.
Yours truly,
Eleanor Mendip.
"Wanted. Good School-Master, in exchange for Blue Pom dog, 3 months, splendid coat, or sell £1. Approval both ways."
Welsh Paper.
Lest our scholastic readers should be incensed at this cynical estimate of their value we hasten to inform them that this "School-Master" is a pigeon and not a pedagogue.