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Dear Jack,

  Your letters are always good and I don't know quite why you have the goodness of spirit (or body) to keep sending them to such a bad correspondent as I am.  From all of them I benefit greatly and I do appreciate the tender pamphlets you send usually.  They do my heart an endless amount of good though they leave my body in about the same state since I continue to drink and smoke at a state most inappropriate to my heavenly aspirations.
    And you?  Is the Chicago water-wagon still called (with surprising suddenness for it formerly had another nomenclature ) the Wagon of Conroy?   And do you persist in the ? (of even longer standing) of underlined:  never smoking the cigarettes which descended me?
    In England we had fun, though immoderation rarely raises its vivid head as often as in Chi or NYC.  I teach students who are often workers, frequently miners, too often middle-class