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Nov 24. '97
Dear Mrs. Sewall:
On my way to the station from your house I met a strange man who informed me he heard my lecture at the Contemporary Club - and this man made slighting and slurring remarks about one "Jake Dunn" - because said Jacob knew not the gold of silence. And this man chortled softly and said, "But didn't Mrs. Sewall apply the snippers to him gracefully - oh, that was good!"
I'm sorry now I did not get the strange man's name but I give you the facts and egad! The facts are the things we are after. (over)
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2 I think of you often and bright cheery ways; and it occurs to me as I write that no man has a right to be cheery until his hair is white and sorrow has pierced his heart but I may be wrong.
Mrs. Hubbard joins me in love to you. Ever and always
Yours Sincerely Elbert Hubbard
PS Several subscriptions I see this morning from Indianapolis, so the seed was sown in good soil. I enclose a picture or two of Katharine.