Letter from Jo Kose — Guide 



all hands wus glad to see me i ast the kamra man how he 

 liked m}' show and he sez what show and i wispers my 

 stuntz on the falls and he sez O sort uv sirprised and then 

 let on he had been takin pitchers uv sum log cabin stuff 

 rite at camp all the afternune and hadnt been to the river 

 a tall, then i nowed it wus all a seecret so guv him the 

 wink and let her go at that, at supper the boss ast how 

 fur is it to Caledonia. 12 miles i tells him. its 2 long a 

 walk fur a man to take he sez. O sum fellers is man enuff 

 to stand it i cum rite back at him. i gut a dollar that sez 

 you aint he bawls out mad rite off. now Dan you now 

 i am slow to anger but that cheep sport wusnt going to 

 down me so i sez make it 2 and ile go yer i sez. he sez 

 ile lose my money and i sez put up or shut up and so he 

 puts up and i borow another dollar and gits the cook to 

 hold the skates and starts out nex mornin and thats whi 

 ime riting these few lines from Caledonia insted uv 

 camp i dont alow no city fat stif to put it over me nosir and 

 ile go back and kerlect from the cook this p.m. and have 

 a good laff on the boss, when brains wus bein past out 

 tha must uv past up that smarty ile rite you sum more 

 in a kupla days. 



yours sinserly 



Jo KoSE 



Gide. 



P.S. excuse the bad riting but that founting pen you 



wuz goin to send me aint here yit 



Jo Kose 



p.s. between chemises and ridin pants and runnin 

 rapids and warkin out here ime feelin sort uv laxy so must 

 Stop and liit the hay. solong 



Jo. 



p.s. i furgot what i wuz goin to say 



Jo. 



