To William Murray, Esq.
Balak, May 12.
Dear Pa,—Yes, I need $500, and Herr Klug says if I stay a year more I can play in public when I go back. Five hundred dollars will be enough now.
Your loving daughter Irene
To Miss Bella Seymour
Balak, May 25.
Dear, sweet Bella,—I'm gone; Hector, that's his name, proposed to me—and proposed a secret marriage—he says that I can study quietly, inspired by his love, for a year, for his regiment will stay in Balak for another year. Oh, Bella, I'm so happy. How I wish you could see him. I simply don't go near the piano. Old Klug is cross with me and I'm sure the Ransoms are jealous. Good-by, Bella, don't tell mamma. Remember I trust you.
Your crazy Irene
P. S.—I'm wild to get married!
To Frau Wilhelm Murray