from Harper Centennial
Dear House of Harper
by Ellis Parker Butler
My dear House of Harper:
I don't see how you ever got to be 100 years old without publishing one of my books, but miracles seem to be happening all the time.
I can only hope that you will continue such a clean, honest and just existence in the future that 100 years from now you will be 200 years old, if not more.
Of course, if you had published one of my books you would be 208 years old by now (or feel that old, anyway -- or be dead) -- but you can go right ahead and feel the satisfaction that comes from knowing that the good die young.
Ellis Parker Butler