The Butte Hotel Butte, Montana Saturday P.M. April 4, 1908 Dear Bertie: I got your letter of yesterday, and glad indeed to hear from you. So you went to the concert and took Hanson. I am indeed pleased to hear he behaved so well. I think it the thing to do to take him out all you can and get him accustomed to being among people, and you can then take him to church with you. Tell Carol I was so pleased to hear she did so nicely, when others of the choir did not do so well, and that I could not think of our little girl behaving badly in public. Tell her Papa is very proud of the report you gave of her, and that when I get home I will love her lots for it. I have been very busy today, and have sold $600.00 worth of goods today—what do you think of that? This is surely a “rich” place, and it looks like “a shame to take their money,” as the comedians say. If this streak of “pay dirt” holds I may have to stake a claim and locate here. Since I found it so fine today, I will not leave here tomorrow, but will look around a little more and see what I can find. I can’t see any reason why I should look further when there are such fine prospects here. It really beats anything I have seen yet. Best place I have ever struck to sell my line. I took an order today where the purchaser never even asked me for prices—and I sold him a bill of $128.00. Really he did not so much as ask me what the outfit would amount to. Now if that is not “easy money” I am dreaming. Of course you will understand your husband probably deserves some little credit for the way he puts the proposition. My little building cards are my “mascot” I guess, as by their use I am enabled to show just how my outfits will appear in use, after you may imagine how I use them. My orders down to date at Butte are over $1400.00, and to think I dreaded this above any point I had on this trip. What do you reckon the home office will say to the “killing” I have made here? I am doing this work absolutely alone, without the aid or assistance of the new agents, and I am sure the arguments I presented to them of this being a good point can be fully verified by me when I turn in to them these very handsome orders. This will also show them what intelligent effort can accomplish. You will pardon me for going so much into detail with you about my doings, but I feel that you are glad with me at the splendid showing I am making in this the “golden west.” I see a bulletin on one of the newspaper windows that there has just occurred a shooting in the locality of my hotel, one of the city detectives having been shot by a miner. But I guess those cases are not rare in these diggings. Hope they may not get me with a bullet while I am here. I am feeling well as usual, and hope I may continue to hear that you and the little ones keep well and happy. Glad you heard from Helen Reagan, and to hear Carrie is better. Quite a joke on the baggage man, looking for Mrs. G. A. Phair’s trunk. Can imagine how he must have warmed up when he “arrived.” Now with my very best love to you, with lots of hugs and kisses for you and the little ones, I am lovingly, Your husband, Geo. W.D.