Volume 58: Sir George Macleay correspondence, 1848-1880: No. 166
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Broke Hall, Ipswich
My dear William Macarthur
I must send you a few lines by this mail if only to excuse myself for not writing the long letter I promised. I think I wrote to you from Balnaboth Peter's shooting [indecipherable] in Forfarshire mentioning the list of sport we had [indecipherable]. Shortly after the departure of the mail, my legs began to complain of the cold & damp and so we took our departure not without great regret on the very first fine day we had had since we had been in Scotland. Nevertheless we had both [indecipherable] with what you in the Colony would call influenza on arriving at Aberdeen in the evening. On the following morning I was in a fevor & my poor wife in a swooning fit. I asked for ice. She begged for a warm bath. It was the Sabbath "we cannot get nar Ice on the Sabbath.
Sir William Macarthur
married the brother of these little girls [indecipherable]. I still endulge the hope of your returning to England to assist me in [indecipherable] over many a head of game.
Do not forget the Mogos for me and if you could purchase for me some of the green jade weapons of the New Zealanders I would feel much obliged. Billyard wd. repay you. Did you see in one of the Col. papers some few [indecipherable] ago, an brief account of some cases I think between Goulburn & Bathurst in which it was said there were representations of human hands painted. Could drawings of these be got? I have often thought that these might have been an earlier & somewhat more [indecipherable] of an inhabiting New Hollanders before our Table