You know our
being reminded of these luxuries makes us contented and happy. When we
hear of you people at home eating turkeys and mince pies and getting
drunk Christmas and having a fine time generally we become more and more
reconciled to this country and would not leave it for anything.
I must close now as I must go and dress for the opera. Write soon.
Yours very truly,
W. S. PORTER.
TO DR. W. P. BEALL
[Dr. Beall, of Greensboro, N.C., was one of young Porter's
dearest friends. Between them there was an almost regular
correspondence during Porter's first years in Texas.]
LA SALLE COUNTY, Texas, December 8, 1883.
Dear Doctor: I send you a play--a regular high art full orchestra,
gilt-edged drama. I send it to you because of old acquaintance and as a
revival of old associations. Was I not ever ready in times gone by to
generously furnish a spatula and other assistance when you did buy the
succulent watermelon? And was it not by my connivance and help that you
did oft from the gentle Oscar Mayo skates entice? But I digress.
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