MISS THOMASINA TUCKER
Did n’t the concert go off beautifully! Such artists, those two men; so easy to do one’s best in such company.”
“It was a triumph! Does n’t it completely efface the memory of the plate and the pennies?”
“Yes,” Tommy answered. “I bear no ill-will to any living creature. The only flaw is my horrid name. Can’t you think of another for me? I’ve just had an anonymous note. Hear it!” (taking it from her glove):
Dear Madam:
The name of Thomasina Tucker is one of those bizarre Americanisms that pain us so frequently in England. I fancy you must have assumed it for public use, and if so, I beg you will change it now, before you become too famous. The grotesque name of Thomasina Tucker belittles your exquisite art.
Very truly yours,
A Well Wisher.
“What do you think of that?”
Appleton laughed heartily and scanned the note. “It is from some doddering old
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