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Anna sends that the Mhor [his brother, Alastair] is
once again the fine caller boy I
used to ken, and not the waif
creature of Port Elizabeth.

I am just back from a 10
days holiday - though it was chiefly
on business. You will read a full
account of it in the pages of Blackwood's.
I am up to the eyes in arrears of
work, but am tremendously well
if with a face like a cow-boys'.
What a wonderful country this is
when one gets away from the stupid
towns.