Enriquez' hand, and his signature was followed by his most
extravagant rubric.
Friend Pancho: When you read this line you shall of a possibility
think I am no more. That is where you shall slip up, my little
brother! I am much more--I am two times as much, for I have marry
Miss Boston. At the Mission Church, at five of the morning, sharp!
No cards shall be left! I kiss the hand of my venerable uncle-in-
law. You shall say to him that we fly to the South wilderness as
the combined evangelical missionary to the heathen! Miss Boston
herself say this. Ta-ta! How are you now?
Your own Enriquez.
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