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Show Love Letters of a Gossip. Dearest: I hear that you were at a delightful little affair given to all the Salt Lakers in San Francisco a few days ago. If they were all there, it must have been delightful, for some of them are so congenial. You'd die if you could see Mrs. toady to the crowd. You know how she knocked them all winter well, she's thicker with them now, and running her poor old fat legs off, so she won't be left out of any of their stunts. I want you to come home soon so you can dance with the best dancer in the army. We have him here, it is said, and he is good for at least one weekly performance, when he dances with his hand behind him and lets the girl grab catch-as-catch-can in a frantic effort ef-fort to hold onto him. There are a lot of funny things going on and coming off here, and you'll enjoy them when you return. Good night, dear. JIM. Sweetheart: It is whispered that this is the last month the young barrister you like so much will wander through the world alone. It has been announced for early in September, but he won't admit it when you congratulate him. They're all going, aren't they, dear; we ought to take a chance ourselves, but you've got that foolish, fool-ish, unromantic idea that we must have enough to eat, and until you get over it I don't see what we can do. There's a sweet visiting girl in town and sb,e with two of the village beaux are creating lots of fun. They both have a bad case, and as it is practically the first time one of them hasn't had his own way, the situation is lovely. You'll drop in a dead faint when you hear the programme pro-gramme of a certain clique to put in a leader this winter. The fainting part will come when you hear the name of the kind old party. Devotedly, JIM. Dear Heart: The village spendthrift is once more busy throwing away his roll. The best thing he's done in some time was to ask a lady to go to a dinner an evening or two since, and when he found out he had to get a carriage, back up and pike. She went alone, and he met her there, and still she treats him decently. Funny how such lobsters can butt in right along and then be asked again. The scarcity of men does it I guess. Let's see, you were for him at one time weren't you? JIM. Dearie: "We sat through "Corianton" the other evening, and heard Izzie. one of the characters, char-acters, tell the old story about the lady who went wrong and the man who escaped. Shades of Camille, must every new, startling production use this old argument? Even when we saw "Zaza," it was in a different guise, and that was guaranteed to be the last time it would be sprung in public. It is a favorite story with young authors, au-thors, though, and there seems no way out of it. Apropos of this, there are rumors of a sensational divorce to be filed here soon. Prominent in the smart set yes, I'll tell you when I see you. It may not come, and it may, and be hushed up. Pretty definite, though, and good reading if it comes. The parties we have talked of before. More tomorrow, dear. JIM. |