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Nov: 30: 11

My dearest wee mother

I found your kind letter when I got home last night, & the enclosures from Uncle John & the Mhor [ST: Alastair]. I am very sorry for that lonely laddie. We must try to do something about old Nan and not let her get into bad health. Tell her I was looking in Milton last night & found these wonderful lines in the end of Samson Agonistes. I think they apply to dear Father.

"Nothing is here for tears; nothing to wail Or beat the breast; no weakness, no reproach, Dispraise or blame: nothing but well & fair And what may quiet us in a death so noble"

I enclose a letter from David Honeyman. Wasn't it kind of him to write to me. Letters pour in on me too fast now, an odd

mixture of condolences and congratulations. This is the strangest fortnight I have ever spent in my life. My cough is not bad & I think it is going away. I am greatly looking forward to seeing you all again on Saturday. I shall probably be out at 3.30, but I may be detained till 5.30.

Susie continues to go on very well & wee John is a curious and canny child. He smiles in his sleep in the quaintest way. I haven't seen the Ladykin [ST: Alice] for three days, but I know she is very well & good. I have no news, mother mine; only messages of anxiety about your health & that of the others.

Much love, my own wee body

Your affectionate son

John