But to resoom backwards a little. As for Miss Worden, I thought to myself, disappintments or not, I have got to give her a-talkin’ to, and so I did, the very next time I see her. She had gone when Delight and I went out of the parlor, Delight with bright, happy eyes, and I with kinder thoughtful, pityin’ ones, and all four on ’em kinder wet. But the next time I see her alone I tackled her, and she jest as good as promised she wouldn’t ever say to any human child agin what she had said to Delight. And I don’t believe she will. She hain’t such a bad creeter after all, and, good land! what can you expect, six or seven right along one after the other?
Well, I guess it wuz the afternoon of the very day I tackled Aunt Polly Worden and got her promise, or as good as a promise, I got a letter from Jack, he don’t write to me often, but like all congenial souls I felt we wuz nigh each other whether we communed in spoken or written words or not, his letters are printed and are sights of work, I know. Josiah brung the letter in when he come in to dinner. Jack’s letter wuz written on Sunday, it run as follers:
“My deer Ant,
“We want you to come over a visitin’ ma sez so and i say so i want to see you bad I’ve been to meetin’ to day Ma told me to remember what the minister sed and tell you i don’t Remember nothin’ only i Herd him say more’n twenty times my herers i will close my remarks
“deer Ant i hate lyin
“All day if i moved ma Told me i never would be a little joseph or a little sammel i don’t want to be a little joseph i drather be a colt they can move sundays they can kick up their Heels and Run lass night father made me go to bed at ate he sed it wood make me grow sez i father you lett anna set up she is bigger sez he then she ort to sleep more sez i for there is more of her to git tired Father never stopped readin but sez he you are a cute one sez i father what is cute you run along to Bed that is all father sed when i wuz goin upstairs to bed i called out to mother mother what is cute and she never looked up from her book but sez run right along to bed Jack Then i gripped right onto the hired girl and sez i you shall tell me what cute is i’ll cute you sez she and she snaked me right into bed and Blowed out the lamp deer Ant they won’t never tell me nothin there is lots and lots of things i feel i must know about and if i ask them they say a little boy should be seen and not Herd deer Ant i don’t want to be seen i drather be Herd how be i goin’ to find out things if they won’t tell me, Youre shure nuff you answer questions deer Ant i like you and we want you to come here a visitin so no more
“remaining your respected friend,
“JACK.
“P. S.
“I want you to come here a visitin the worst kind,
“your obedient servant
“JACK.