I pack up the 'baccy you asked me to send,
And I hope it will yield you enjoyment no end.
"There! you must take the will for the deed, and when I learn the fashionable way of speaking, I'll do some better poetry. The yellow lettuces are promising splendidly this year--never was such a crop; so are the French beans; but my little dachshund, Feldmann, gave the big gander a terrible bite in the leg yesterday. However, we can't have everything perfect in this world. A hundred kisses in imagination, my dearest Amandus, from
"Your most faithful fiancée,
"Anna von Zabelthau.
"P.S.--I've been writing in an awful hurry, and that's the reason the letters are rather crooked here and there.
"P.S.--But you mustn't mind about that. Though I may write a little crookedly, my heart is all straight, and I am
"Always your faithful
"Anna.
"P.S.--Oh, good gracious! I had almost forgot--thoughtless thing that I am. Papa sends you his kind regards, and says you have got to be, and cannot help being, where and what you are; and that you are to rescue me from a terrible danger some day. Now, I'm very glad of this, and remain, once more,