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their lunch. The teacher was a young lady & she often rode out from the township on her bike, but when it was raining a gentleman took her in his buggy.
While riding through the bush I often think of the little kids I have left at Myalla, & when I see strong little boys helping their mother chopping wood, or driving in the cows to be milked, or going to the store to bring something, it reminds me of you, & I have not seen any little boy stronger than you, though perhaps some of them may have been cleverer.
Some day you will be able to travel about the country, & I think you will like it very much.
Your Daddy
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