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Dunbar, 12th March '95. My dear Mr. Muir: I am sending you the book of Mr. Egerton Young, and hope he may be the friend
whom you knew. Anyway, the Canoe and Dog Train, is interesting in its own way, particularly to those who know something of
the N. W. Territories. My son Charlie saw those dog trains starting from Winnipeg for the far west the year he first went
out, so it interested me not a little. Anyway you will accept it as a remembrance of me, who am very proud of being acquainted
with you. It will remind you that besides Mrs. Lunam there are those in old Dunbar who think very kindly of you. I fear, however,
there is nothing about Alaska in it -- I must have got confused on that subject. Such a winter as we have had, snows and
frost such as we have not seen here for many years, It has told terribly on the old people. I have been unable to move since
Christmas day, and Mrs. Lunam, I think, is much the same from rheumatism. Farmers crying out that the ground is too hard to
plough and seed should be sown by next week. Over all there is great sickness. Influenza prevails and is very hard on old
people. It seems to have been the same everywhere, as there have been nothing in the papers but storms and wrecks. I hope
you have fared better and that you and Mrs. Muir and children are all well. I was looking at the pictures of the latter only
yesterday. The little one, I fancy, has a strong look of you. Will you kindly remind your Mother of me when you write to
her? My son unites with me in all good wishes for yourself, Mrs. Muir and children, and I am, Yours very sincerely, Agnes.
Kelly Since I last wrote you Isabella Jeffrey died after much suffering, and now her sister is left alone and very little
fitted to be so, I fear.