Saturday, 17th.
My Dear Mr. Whiteing:
This family all agree cordially that it was most kind of you to write that. I am right down grateful to you for saving me from those people—I had been feeling a little uneasy about them. You have given me an unaccustomed pleasure,—the opportunity to read a chapter about myself which is all pleasant, instead of being spoiled by dashes here & there of the other thing.
Truly Yrs
S. L. Clemens
[in pencil:]
P. S. Your ink does not appear to be this vile gummy copying ink which Satan has sent me: Where do you get it?
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