The Tar Baby and the Tomahawk: Race and Ethnic Images in American Children's Literature, 1880-1939

Dear Mr. Harris:

I was afraid you were out of time and so I gave the matter up particularly as Col. Johnston's letter did not get along. I'm debating whether to come back to Atlanta on my way to New Orleans or not. In case I do I want to see you. I disclaim all social protrusions myself. I'm a big-fisted western plowboy as you'll find and I know we'd get on famously. If I came down it will be on Sunday morning and [?]


Kipling just before I left New York and Riley kept his [?] at which now I [?] you. I wished at the time you could have been there to offer Kipling a taste of the Southern dialect. I shall be very sorry if I do not meet you. I go to New Orleans [?]and hope to with a boat. [?]Memphis [?] an [?]life. Then [?]