July 10, '14
Dear Old Man:—
How's everything with you? Are you reasonably happy? Can you work yet? What do you find worth while doing these hot days?
I wrote you some time ago, in reply to Enid's & Sigurd's letter & in acknowledgement of the pretty shells.
Drop me a line.
How I have been working to have you here, now that my vacation is on! We could tramp over to the Missouri & spend some days & nights in the timber, and swim together in my river!
I hadn't half enough of you, Sterling. Your stay was too short. "Hugh Glass" goes on [finaly?]. I work three or four hours in the morning & do odd jobs about the place during the rest of the day. 100° in the shade here now! Good luck, Old Man!
Yours always,
Jno.
