Helen A. Clarke & Charlotte Porter 
Poet Lore 
A Quarterly Magazine of Letters

Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. Baltasar. Kinsfolk to be sure we are; and very near. I, for instance, am or was her father’s brother, peace to his ashes. Modesto. Exactly; her uncle. And an uncle is an uncle, isn’t he?