Tuesday noon
Dear Helen,
Though I
intended to write yesterday, matters shaped themselves so that it was impossible
to get at it. The Shelton Court kept me busy till 12:30 noon and promptly
leaving, on my arrival here I found witnesses in the office for a case to be tried
at 2. I skipped lunch to save time thinking that I’d finish about 3 or so and
then could have a bite, and prepare for my address in the Episcopal Church at
night. Well, the case lasted till 5 o’clock, it took about a half hour for me
to don evening clothes and make the Derby train, and it was 8 o’clock before I
knew it, and no supper. Well the address to me was fine. It was
enthusiastically received; the Hubbard, Wise, Emerson and a few others should
share the honors. Still, you know, among the blind, the one eyed man is King. I
thought of this because a client with one mazda burned out just came in with a
damage claim against a factory for the loss of his tungsten. I must have
reduced ten pounds; but nobody loves a fat man.
Sincerely,
JoeThe next letter is April 26
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