Words Fail Right Here
A young Illinois postmaster, formerly a St. Louisian, received a letter from the deadbeat concern threatening him with diré consequences if he did not at once settle one of the numerous bilis he had left behind him in St. Louis. Greatly incensed, he sat down and wrote them a "scorcher." The letter was a gem of its kind, dashes predominating all through it. At the same time he wrote a letter to a young lady in the city, a very religious girl, by the way, to whom he was engaged. By some perversity of fate he exchanged envelopes and sent the "scorcher" to the young lady. It took three telegrams to get the matter straightened out in the St. Louis office so that the letter reached tha sroper destination.
Ann Arbor Register