Dear Kit1 -
I ought to be switched for not acknowledging
the receipt of the fudge sooner, It was fine and was
the clinching argument of the debate. It proved my
generosity. Mr. Paddook2 was not in town to take
part in the debate and chose Mr. Schrock3 for a
substitute. He gased and sounded the praises
of Paddock to the whole crowd. I walked up to
the platform and after reciting my genealogy
to the fellows (l traced myself from Adam down), spoke
upon my charming physical proportions and displayed
my legs in the various graceful attitudes which
you know I can form. I then proclaimed my
ability to play "Solomon Levi"4 on one string on the banjo
and how I had in Bible study exams got a ten out
of a possible 100. This argument pleased them
for it is such a good showing. I then quoted then quoted
my ode on fudge while I distributed the fudge
to all present. It was a winner. Both the
judges and the society5 gave me the debate. When
the debate became general, the fun was furious. We
were both "roasted" unmercifully. Before adjournment
Schrock moved that as I had mentioned my musical ability
that I favor the society with "Solomon Levi." The motion
was seconded by a dozen fellows. So I rendered this classical
selection in Hebraic dialect and the applause was so great that
I responded by singing the chorus of "She was bred in old Ky"6