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We are young but once, I told hinal to

Romance? The lady at least, I said, will understand He sneered at that

He shook his silly gray head I will admit he had me worried But now

you have justified my faith in you Thank you a e, ungainly, indifferent city,

longing for the States Three weeks the Agony Coluh the doorway of the Carlton restaurant--you

came-It is of myself that I must write, I knoill not, then, tell you

what is in my mind--the picture of you I carry It would allants, no doubt, have told you the saht above you and the breeze was softly whispering through

the branches of--the branches of the--of the-Confound it, I don't know! I have never been in Texas It is a vice in

me I hope soon to correct All day I intended to look up Texas in the

encyclopedia But all day I have dwelt in the clouds And there are no

reference books in the clouds

Now I am down to earth in my quiet study Pens, ink and paper are before

From his rooms, they say, you can tell much about a man But,