All right—try 75 or 100ƒs worth of models—the idea is good, & the employment of the off-time wise. The madam & I will be very glad indeed to see the photographs of the images that which will result.

No letters from us?

four lines (about 20 words) cut away by SLC

However, that is not strange. We did not know your address till along in the first week in April, & your present letter is dated Apl. 23d—so meantime you have heard from us. I kept one letter back some time, on account of some delayed photographs.

I am glad to see you keep your accounts in such a business-like way. Continue to do that. I am not as business-like, myself, as I ought to be—consequently I peculiarly detest the like thing in others. The Pioneer Lodge, K of H is a case in point. By Mr. Emmons’s instructions, I sent the treasurer $6 on the 30th March; I knew my check was collected 14 days later, yet no receipt was sent me. So I wrote Mr. Emmons. Three or four weeks having passed without any answer from him, I wrote the enclosed advertisement this morning, purposing to put it in to-morrow’s “Courant;” but my mail came in at 11 o’clock & brought me the enclosed tolerably lame letter from the treasurer. Perhaps I am not justified in calling it lame—yet I can’t conceive of a drop-letter addressed to me in Hartford miscarrying. However, the whole thing is unbusiness-like in one way, at any rate—viz, neither the Reporter, nor the treasurer, nor the Lodge itself, has any address but just the General Postoffice. I leave the enclosed call for 75 cents unpaid, because I don’t want anything more to do with those people—like myself, they are mere business-lubbers, & they have no right to be trying to handle trust-moneys, I guess.

Mrs. Chas. D. Warner sails for Europe next Thursday the 12th. We go to the Sound-side near New Haven about June 1st—but our letters will be addressed to Hartford, as before.

Our summer has come, thank goodness, & the foliage is booming. I hope Paris is not as wintry & hideous as it was at this time in ’79.