Frank Boreham, Rubble and Roseleaves, and Things of That Kind
“ Isn't an envelope as good as a letter any day?'There is justice in their contention, and I take up my pen that I may tender them an apology. A letter will tell you much; but the envelope will often tell you more. I remember sitting with John Broadbanks one autumn afternoon on the broad 12 verandah of the Mosgiel Manse. ”
