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[Page 115]

a grand old world we live in - even this Jurby of ours can assume the glories of paradise...

Well, Cousin of mine, how is the queer old world a using you just at this present, I wonder? Your chillier weather will soon be coming on now, I suppose, then, perhaps, you'll not find your shop work so irksome...

Give our love and all good wishes to all and everyone we would be remembered to out there in your own country... Your land of home and sunshine... Some day, maybe, we'll all be finding our way to it - who knows....

Love and all good wishes to yourself from us all -

As ever

Your Manx Cousin,

Marieeeeee

Tuesday

Your letter re the land arrived this morning... So glad, as father was beginning to get grumpy.... Expect mother will write you in reply almost immediately

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