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01932 Portage, Wis., Jan 28, 1895 My dear uncle John: Many many thanks for Kenneth's and my share of your Christmas
gift. It is so kind and thoughtful of you to remember such a lot of us every year. Kenneth, the young Indian as you were
pleased to dub him when you were here last is quite a boy now, with little yellow curls and eyes dark as ever. He has been
running round for more than six months, exploring