Beg to report that some nameless, extravagant soul out there has caused to be sent to me an extravagantly beautiful cherry wood gentleman’s walking stick from the distinguished London firm of James Smith and Sons. She or he who sent it must know that I now depend on such a stick and think of it as my friend, as I have my wading staff that for years has got me safely, and with some ease, around in the streams of the nation.
This new stick is really impressive. Surely the giver will somehow give him or herself up and, confess.
Who could have done such a thing!
Thank you; yea, heartily.