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 Mrs. . I think it will come right at last. We cannot make out our dresses to our minds, but perhaps there will be a fresh supply of goods in the market before the day comes.

has just come in, in such a sailor-like fashion. He and the other aides-de-camp have built a boat, which was launched yesterday, and is called the ‘Emily,’ and they mean to pull in it themselves during the cold weather. They are all dressed like sailors, with ‘Emily’ worked in gold on their hatbands and badges. I am afraid the native servants will take to call me ‘Emily,’ as their ideas of Christian and surnames are rather confused.

God bless you, dear Mary! My best love to dear Robert and the children.

I have written this off as if you were close at hand, and now will send it to the post. You will have it to-morrow morning. Your own affectionate sister, E. E.

Barrackpore, Monday, November 7. Sunday is always a long day with the people staying here, but it was enlivened after church by an arrival of English papers, up to August 1,