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OSCAR MEYER, PRES.
W.C. BOTH, VICE-PRES.
ALLAN MILLER, SECY.

Meyer Both College
of Commercial Art
N.E. CORNER MICHIGAN AVE AT 20TH STREET Chicago

Meyer Both Company
ILLUSTRATORS LITHOGRAPHERS
ENGRAVERS PUBLISHERS

Detroit, Michigan
May 15, 1920

Dear children:

Another of those pleasant surprise letters that
mean so much to me came this morning. It is now a few minutes
after midnight and I really ought to be in bed, but I feel
like saying a few good night words first.

In the morning I will hunt out those films for
Captain Sherman. I wanted to get them to him ever since
I learned of the death of his wife, only I was afraid that he
had left California. I have always thought a great deal of
Captain Sherman and am glad to be able to give him these films.
Then there is also a bond of sympathy with him in the fact that
he thinks so much of you.

The pictures that you enclosed in the last letter were
all right. Remember that there are none of the Grandys barred
from taking lessons in drawing. I think that I will enjoy it
and I hope that I can make it interesting enough for all of you
that you will keep it up till you get so that you can earn some
of the big money that commercial artists are earning these days.
This is not exactly a play proposition you know, but is a plan
I have based on the hope that I can make you children always
sure of a good clean way of taking good care of yourselves in the
event that this ever becomes necessary. The first lesson, and
a little material upon which to do it, should have reached you
before now and I can imagine how some of your evenings are
being spent. All I wish is that I could step in once in a while
and help you along.

You see children, you have been the means of teaching
me a great big truth. It is not the making of money or the getting
of things for ones self that does a person the greatest good,
but it is in trying to do something for someone else, for
someone that you love, that you get the greatest happiness.
People with children of their own do this both as a duty and
because they naturely, [naturally], want to and they grow up normal people because of that fact. But the old maids
and the old bachelors
must do something to make up for their lack of someone close to
them for whom they are responsible. So the old maids get a cat
and the bachelor, perhaps the most selfish of the two, gets his
pipe and there you are. Neither one of them are worth a
continental. I am selfish enough to wish to escape their fate and
besides that I do love you.

Yesterday, I received a letter from Pasadena, not a
letter exactly, but a announcement of the marriage of Marguerite
De Laney, the girl I went with a little while I was out there.
Ours was just a friendship, although I did get to think a great
deal of her and of her people. So I am glad to hear of her marriage,
if it only turns out that she has found as good a man as she is a
girl.

And I looked under the stamp. And I liked what I read
there. Once I wrote to a girl and told her to look under the