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Page 96
LETTERS
[Letter to Mr. Gilman Hall, O. Henry's friend and Associate
Editor of Everybody's Magazine.]
"the Callie"--
Excavation Road -- Sundy.
my dear mr. hall:
in your october E'bodys' i read a story in which i noticed some
sentences as follows:
"Day in, day out, day in, day out, day in, day out, day in, day out, day
in, day out, it had rained, rained, and rained and rained & rained &
rained & rained & rained till the mountains loomed like a chunk of
rooined velvet."
And the other one was: "i don't keer whether you are any good or not,"
she cried. "You're alive! You're alive! You're alive! You're alive!
You're alive! You're alive! You're alive! You're alive! You're alive!
You're alive! You're alive! You're alive! You're alive! You're alive!
You're alive! You're alive!"
I thought she would never stop saying it, on and on and on and on and on
and on and on and on and on and on and on and on. "You're alive! You're
alive! You're alive! You're alive! You're alive! You're alive! You're
ALIVE!
"You're alive! You're alive! You're alive! You're alive! You're alive!
You're alive! You're alive! You're ALIVE!
"YOU'RE ALIVE!"
Say, bill; do you get this at a rate, or does every word go?
i want to know, because if the latter is right i'm going to interduce in
compositions some histerical personages that will loom up large as
repeeters when the words are counted up at the polls.
Yours truly
O. henry
28 West 26th St.,
West of broadway
Mr. hall,
part editor
of everybody's.
Kyntoekneeyough Ranch, November 31, 1883.
* * * *
[Letter to Mrs. Hall, a friend back in North Carolina. This is
one of the earliest letters found.]
Dear Mrs. Hall:
As I have not heard from you since the shout you gave when you set out
from the station on your way home I guess you have not received some
seven or eight letters from me, and hence your silence. The mails are so
unreliable that they may all have been lost. If you don't get this you
had better send to Washington and get them to look over the dead letter
office for the others. I have nothing to tell you of any interest,
except that we all nearly froze to death last night, thermometer away
below 32 degrees in the shade all night.
You ought by all means to come back to Texas this winter; you would love
it more and more; that same little breeze that you looked for so
anxiously last summer is with us now, as cold as Callum Bros. suppose
their soda water to be.
My sheep are doing finely; they never were in better condition. They
give me very little trouble, for I have never been able to see one of
them yet. I will proceed to give you all the news about this ranch. Dick
has got his new house well under way, the pet lamb is doing finely, and
I take the cake for cooking mutton steak and fine gravy. The chickens
are doing mighty well, the garden produces magnificent prickly pears and
grass; onions are worth two for five cents, and Mr. Haynes has shot a
Mexican.
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