He says Who told you you worked good and I says I did not need nobody to tell me. I know I worked good because they could not do nothing with me. He says Well it is a good thing for you that they did not start bunting because if you had of went to stoop over and pick up the ball you would of busted wide open. I says Why? and he says because you are hog fat and if you don’t let up on the stable and fancy groceries we will have to pay 2 fairs to get you back to Chi. I don’t remember now what I says to him but I says something you can bet on that. You know me Al.

I wish Al that Callahan would hurry up and order me to join the 1st team. If he don’t Al I believe Gleason will starve me to death. A little slob like him don’t realize that a big man like I needs good food and plenty of it.

Your pal, Jack .

Salt Lake City, Utah, April 1.