Chapter 12

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No. 11: From John Graham, at Mount Clematis, Michigan, to his son, Pierrepont, at the Union Stock Yards, Chicago.–––––––– The young man has sent the old man a dose of his own medicine, advice, and he is proving himself a good doctor by taking it. –––––––– MOUNT CLEMATIS, January 25, 1900. –––––––– Dear Pierrepont: They've boiled everything out of me except the original sin, and even that's a little bleached, and they've taken away my roll of yellow-backs, so I reckon they're about through with me here, for the present. But instead of returning to the office, I think I'll take your advice and run down to Florida for a few weeks and have a "try at the tarpon," as you put it. I don't really need a tarpon, or want a tarpon, and I don't know what I could do with a tarpon if I hooked one, e

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