Dear Miss Blue,

So Professor Minges is at it again! A sure sign of devious advertising, of course. A flim flam man preying on the smaller persons. Remember what happened to Alice! So out of proportion in size after eating and drinking with no supervision at all! I have no other comments, Miss Blue. My ears are burning and that must be a sign of cartilage suffocation.

I have been notified that the palanquin has arrived at the train station this very day! I'm hoping I will be able to store it in my large storage closet in the garage until I can organize my people who will be transporting me through the streets here in the village. After several phone calls, I have arranged a route most likely to stun and delight the populace. Gaiety and music, food and speeches, interspersed with the Message - SLOWER CARS FOR AMERICA - will bring me the results I am after. I plan to serve the Onion and Black Olive Pie on tiny paper plates to the folks reaching out to me. I just shiver at the thought of it all.

When will Melba settle down, do you know? I worry about these things.

Pearl Taking Care of Business