
Worse
things
From
the files of New York legal firm of Driftwood, Fiorello, and Tomasso
May 3, 1875
Mr Robert Roland, Secretary
Driftwood, Fiorello, and Tomasso, Attorneys at Law
New York City, New York
USA
Mr Roland:
No Message
A. Arthur Tomasso
Silent Partner
c/o The Standish Sanitarium
Manila City, Luzon
Phillipines
May 8, 1875
Mr Robert Roland, Secretary
Driftwood, Fiorello, and Tomasso, Attorneys at Law
New York City, New York
USA
Mr Roland:
I regret to inform you that our return has been delayed, yet again. Our
most recent misfortune was visited upon us in the person of a notorious
South China Sea pirate who is known by the name 'Gee Aye You,' which I
am
given to understand translates as 'Doctor Inescapable Fate.' Which
would seem to describe most doctors of my acquaintaince.
Our ship was damaged in the fight, though not nearly as severely as I
was. My health may never recover! And the British alleged doctor who
allegedly attended to my injuries acted as if nothing was wrong with me
at all, when I was clearly suffering from a potentially serious injury.
Having obtained the alleged name of this obvious quack, I want the
litigation department to begin working up a brief for a suit against
Sir Cosmo Cowperthwaite.
I am convalescing under the care of a much more accomodating physician,
a Dr Joachim (who also happens to be a very talented dancer). He cannot
as yet say when I will be well enough to travel, and frankly given the
scenery around here I may never recover.
Before leaving Africa we arranged to have one of the elephants I shot
stuffed and shipped to you in New York. The taxidermist indicated the
tusks might give him a bit of trouble, but by now the trophy should be
on its way to you. If there is a problem, please send forward the
specimen to my old friend Dr. Hugo B. Hackenbush in Alabama, where the
tusks are looser.
Sincerely yours,
Otis B. Driftwood
Senior Partner
c/o The Standish Sanitarium
Manila City, Luzon
Phillipines
From the diary of Mr Leonardo C.
Fiorello, Attorney at Law
Tuesday, April 26, 1875
My dear departed Grandmother was right. Worse things happen at sea!
Ricardo insisted on trying to fight the pirates. Or at least protect
this girl he's sweet on from them. I wanted to just hide in a truck and
wait until it was over. But we lose everything if Ricardo doesn't sing
in New York, so I was out there risking life and limb. Oh, what a man
won't do for a lousy ten percent.
At least the
Giant Mick didn't see us.
Proceed to Get their
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