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Page 106
Mrs. Jas. Coleman is writing Mrs. Ball to-day. She is practically the
hostess at Wynn Cottage where the hullabaloo will occur.
Say, won't you please do one or two little things for me before you
leave, as you have so kindly offered?
(1) Please go to Tiffany's and get a wedding ring, size 5 1/4. Sara says
the bands worn now are quite narrow--and that's the kind she wants.
(2) And bring me a couple of dress collars, size 16 1/2. I have ties.
(3) And go to a florist's--there is one named Mackintosh (or something
like that) on Broadway, East side of street five or site doors north of
26th St., where I used to buy a good many times. He told me he could
ship flowers in good shape to Asheville--you might remind him that I
used to send flowers to 36 West 17th Street some time ago. I am told by
the mistress of ceremonies that I am to furnish two bouquets--one of
lilies of the valley and one of pale pink roses. Get plenty of each--
say enough lilies to make a large bunch to be carried in the hand, and
say three or four dozen of the roses.
I note what you say about hard times and will take heed. I'm not going
into any extravagances at all, and I'm going to pitch into hard work
just as soon as I get the rice grains out of my ear.
I wired you to-day "MS. mailed to-day, please rush one century by wire."
That will exhaust the Reader check--if it isn't too exhausted itself to
come. You, of course, will keep the check when it arrives--I don't think
they will fall down on it surely. I wrote Howland a pretty sharp letter
and ordered him to send it at once care of Everybody's.
When this story reaches you it will cut down the overdraft "right
smart," but if the house is willing I'd mighty well like to run it up to
the limit again, because cash is sure scarce, and I'll have to have
something like $300 more to see me through. The story I am sending is a
new one; I still have another partly written for you, which I shall
finish and turn in before I get back to New York and then we'll begin to
clean up all debts.
Just after the wedding we are going to Hot Spring, N. C., only
thirty-five miles from Asheville, where there is a big winter resort
hotel, and stay there about a week or ten days. Then back to New York.
Please look over the story and arrange for bringing me the $300 when you
come--it will still keep me below the allowed limit and thereafter I
will cut down instead of raising it.
Just had a 'phone message from S. L. C. saying how pleased she was with
your letter to her.
I'm right with you on the question of the "home-like" system of having
fun. I think we'll all agree beautifully on that. I've had all the cheap
bohemia that I want. I can tell you, none of the "climbers" and the
cocktail crowd are going to bring their vaporings into my house. It's
for the clean, merry life, with your best friends in the game and a
general concentration of energies and aims. I am having a cedarwood club
cut from the mountains with knots on it, and I am going to stand in my
hallway (when I have one) and edit with it the cards of all callers. You
and Mrs. will have latchkeys, of course.
Yes, I think you'd better stay at the hotel ---- Of course they'd want
you out at Mrs. C's. But suppose we take Mrs. Hall out there, and you
and I remain at the B. P. We'll be out at the Cottage every day anyhow,
and it'll be scrumptious all round.
I'm simply tickled to death that "you all" are coming. The protoplasm is
in Heaven; all's right with the world. Pippa passes.
Yours as ever,
BILL.
* * * *
My Dear Col. Griffith: FRIDAY.
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