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I can't supply the missing link between pages 101 and 102 of the "Word Book," having destroyed the copy and proofs. Supply it yourself.
You err: the book is getting me a little glory, but that will be all—it will have no sale, for it has no slang, no "dialect" and no grinning through a horse-collar. By the, way, please send me any "notices" of it that you may chance to see out there.
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I've done a ghost story for the January "Cosmopolitan," which I think pretty well of. That's all I've done for more than two months.
I return your poem and the Moody book. Sincerely yours, Ambrose Bierce.
The Army and
Navy Club,
Washington,
December 5,
1906.
Dear George,
Your letter of Nov. 28 has just come to my breakfast table. It is the better part of the repast.