Howard Pyle, a chronicle by Charles D. Abbott, with an introduction by N. C. Wyeth and many illustrations from Howard Pyle's works.

HOWARD PYLE: A CHRONICLE
office at my command. However, I escaped with my life
and whole clothes and a victim, whom I immediately transported to my studio and posed him at once, posed him until
the sweat beaded his brow and he complained of feeling
'jest a wee bit tired, sorr!'I
"But by Jove, I really must stop; I must have pity on
you. But you brought this on yourself. If you write me
in time, I will only send four sheets next week... Goodbye-love to all.
"Very affectionately,
"HOWARD.
"tp. S.... I was fixing my papers today, looking over
your old letters to me. I declare they make me feel warm
around the cockles of my heart, which may perhaps account
for the length of this letter.,. (( H.")
"New York,
"November 16, 1878.
"Dear Mother:
"Long looked for come at last! I had begun to despair
of receiving any letter from you at all. At least I began
to despair at first, but ended by getting 'ripping mad.' I
had in my mind fixed a cuttingly sarcastic postal card that
would pierce to your very heart, but luckily for you your
tardy letter came just in the nick of time to save yourself.,
I must confess that when it did come it was not very plethoric
of news; glittering garrulities about dressmaking and so
forth, but such as 'it was, it was truly welcome.. 0.
"Now you asked in a contemptuous tone-no, I won't
say contemptuous but rather fa~miliar tone-a tone entirely
devoid of the proper amount of awe and wonder-about
our 'Artists' Club over the Beer Saloon..' Now, madam, let
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