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Katherine

February 25, 2008

Katherine! The tales are true, if there was a wit to match mine, tis' hers!

But I am getting ahead of myself. I arrived at Baptista's home early this afternoon. I told him all my money would pass to Kate if I died young (for Kate is what she would be called). When asked what I would do with her anger, I said that my wit was to match hers, and that, "where two raging fires meet together; they do consume the thing that feeds their fury." And I went on, sounding very poetic. Of course, this is not true, humans are not at all like fires, and when to angry people meet, they add to each others fury. But Baptista is dull, he noticed it not.

Then Kate entered the room, and we were left alone.

I started off with kind word, and quickly found she was not to be swooned. She began to insult me, but I would not be walked over. I countered her insults, but it was hard, for she was every bit as quick and sharp of wit as I .

When Baptista came back, I lied and said we got together fine when we were alone. Kate did not like this one bit, but still, we are scheduled to be married on Sunday! I have got my rich wife! One half of Baptistas’ land, and twenty-million dollars will come to me once the old man dies.

Though it is hard to admit, jousting with Kate was great fun. I have never had such a challenge in my whole life. Perhaps, if I can get over the fact that she is a witch, this could be fun?

A troubled but ecstatic,

~Petruchio

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Written on 28 Feb 2008 by Petruchio

A fool and a wife

February 24, 2008

I arrived in Pauda late yesterday, and settled in to my new home here. It is a beautiful place, but money is ever on my mind. My very blessing seems to be my curse!

This morning, I took my favorite (yet most dull ) servant, Grumio to the house of a man named Hortensio. He is an old friend of mine, and I thought he might be able to set me up with a rich wife. Anyway, I told Grumio to knock on the door, and he went into hysterics! He thought I was telling him to "knock" me! Of course, I was purposely tricking him; toying with servants is great fun . After I gave Grumio a good beating, Hortensio finally arrived at the door.

After a brief exchange, he said he would take me to a rich man called Baptista, whose elder daughter would be married to anyone who wanted her. How perfect for me . Of course, the reason no one would marry her was because she had a devils tongue, but then again, so do I .

I will go and meet this "Katherine" tomorrow, for that is the elder daughter’s name. I must go, and prepare what I will say to Baptista, though it should not take much convincing.

~Petruchio

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Written on 28 Feb 2008 by Petruchio

To Padua I go!

February 23, 2008

I have heard of a fair city, where the women are generous, and the fathers are rich. This land is named Padua, and I intend to leave immediately. I will take many of my servants and go seek a wife. I cannot wait. Already I am rich, unbelievably rich, and if my wife has a father anywhere near as rich as I, I will be a god!

Excuse me for that...

~Petruchio

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Written on 28 Feb 2008 by Petruchio

My father has died.

February 22, 2008

My name is Petruchio, and I come to you with sorrowful news.

Alas, my kind old father has died. He went without pain, but it was not unexpected, seeing as he had been sick for some while. Though I still grieve at his death, it is not without any gain. His entire fortune has fallen into my hands, and under my care, it has grown. I think soon I shall go forth and find myself a wife. My wife need not have beauty or grace; only a rich father.

~Petruchio

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Written on 28 Feb 2008 by Petruchio