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pure as heaven I am always a little lonesome Annie- Ought I not to be a man by this time put away childish things, I have
wandered far enough, seen strange faces enough to feel the whole world a home, I am a batchelor too, I should not be a boy,
but I cannot accustom myself to the coldness of strangers, nor to the shiftings wanderings of this Arab life. Annie I have
not learned to know your handwriting yet, nor Marys, nor Joannas' they are so constantly chang- ing, You use the pen better
than formerly, but there is still room for improvement. I do not like this pinched printed style with heavy pen dulumbob markings
upon the ts', ds, ys, It is the painful, puckered pictured oystem of very exact maidens bred in the far west, I hope you will
endeavor to acquire a more sloping flowing 9175 00203