The Princess
New York
August 24th
Princess!
Your letter is here, and so elated me that I put a black cover over my chattering typewriter—it's just like a parrot, you know,—and I must occasionally convince it, by artificial means, that it is night—and left my cave dwelling for the day, in order to fully share your holiday sense. And when I returned, it was not alone. For what do you think? Right in the wilds of Manhattan I found Somebody who fairly begged to be sent to you! He goes to you by Mr. John Denton, and by the time this reaches you I hope he will feel himself very much at home. And I hope, too, that you will care for his companionship. His name is, appropriately, Wigglesworth. Please report to me on his arrival and subsequent behavior.
Lucky dog!
Yours,
Richard Warren
CHAPTER IV
MIRACLES AND MISCHIEF
August 21