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ought to be meeting our challenges in full union and concert.
    Why do we follow, without misgiving, the will of Nollop? Simply because without him this island would be a shallow shell, anempty conch compared to what it has, in fact, become: a beautiful, sandy-shored haven of enchantment and delishmerelle. And without whom the world would never have been given the foxy-dog sentence we have all grown to cherish (but which, naturally, until instructed otherwise, we must no longer speak or write in its entirety).
    Your mother should essay to be more careful in the future.
    Sincerely
,
    Nash Towgate
     
    Dear Tassie Purcy,
    I must insert this note with my husband’s letter, and state, first, that I am in full accord with the sentiments contained therein. I sincerely believe, as do several who have joined me for biweekly talk group sessions, that Nollop, as one who put great emphasis upon the word, is now attempting to pry us away from our traditional heavipendence on linguistic orthodoxy. Through this challenge, he hopes to move us away from lexical discourse as we now know it, and toward the day in which we can relate to one another in sweet pureplicity through the taciteries of the heart. Brilliant in life—now brilliant eternal in his conveyances from Beyond!
    With all cordiality
,
    Georgeanne Towgate
    PS. If you and your mother wish to join our talk groups you would be most welcome; we gather in my front parlor each Tuesday and Thursday evening at
7
:
30
.
    PPS. As an additional demonstration that there is absolutely no ill will being extended to your mother by anyone within the Towgate household, please accept, as well, my invitation to the both of you to join me and other villagers-artistically-inclined for our bimonthly Monday night tempera bees. (Until last week these were weekly gatherings, but too many among our membership wished to be released to attend the newly established Village Women’s Humming Chorus.)
     
    NOLLOPVILLE
    Wednesday, August
30
    Dear Sister Gwennnetttte:
    Robbed of two letters, I now chooooose to overuuuse the twenty-four which remaaaain.
    I hope you and Amos are well. I haven’t been feeeeeeling myself lately. Tassie worrrrrrries about me. Sheee shouldn’t. I will bounce back as I always do do do do do do do do do do do.
    Love
,
    Your Sister Mittieeeeeeeeeee
     
    SAVANNAH, GEORGIA,
U.S.A.
    Friday, September 1
    Dear Ms. Purcy,
    My name is Nathaniel Warren. I am a Master’s candidate in history and sociology at the University of Georgia. I am also publisher and editor of a new academic journal
Nollopiana
with publication of its first issue slated for later this fall. As you might guess, my journal is exclusively devoted to your island, its people, and its unusual history.
    Last week I was contacted by someone you know: a young man by the name of William Creevy. Mr. Creevy had heard of my publication and wondered if I might like to write about his recent expulsion. He is presently without income and says he could benefit from any compensation I might offer. I agreed, but soon came to see that another more broadly encompassing article begs to be written.
    Through my lifelong interest in Nollop I have gained a level of familiarity with your country that has until now been matched by only a handful of Americans and Nollopian expatriates. That interest has fueled a desire to learn as much as I can about your island, and to share what I learn with others. In light of recent events, this mission has become much easier. Lately, Americans have started to take much closer notice of their tiny neighbor to the southeast. In fact, I estimate that if these strange edicts erupting from your high council continue, the whole world may soon be demonstrating a rubbernecking interest in your plight. I have already made a number of advanced subscription sales to residents of the coastal tidelands whose number now includes a growing community of Nollopian émigrés.
    Now to my reason for writing: I would like to come