Until next week

I’ve been so sick, I believe I’ve tried every remedy but Mark Twain’s health tonic.

Livy my darling, I want you to be sure & remember to have, in the bath-room, when I arrive, a bottle of Scotch whisky, a lemon, some crushed sugar, & a bottle of Angostura bitters. Ever since I have been in London I have taken in a wine-glass what is called a cock-tail … before breakfast, before dinner, & just before going to bed…. To it I attribute the fact that up to this day my digestion has been wonderful — simply perfect. It remains day after day & week after week as regular as a clock.

This works for the flu, too, right? (Thanks, E.)

Stay well, everybody. I’ll be back next week.

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