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[[preprinted]] Monday, December 30, 1907 [[/preprinted]]

Mr. Jones and Naish stung me for a rupee at bridge. How sad. However, Smith and I are for revenge and it will be ours [[boka ^'fi'lel]] , or we'll lose a leg.

Mr. Jones was giving an imitation of Teddy tonight that was a scream. Then he imitated Bunny telling him not to let himself ^[[(J?)]] be robbed. That was a beaut. If anyone is stung oftener [[strikethrough]] a [[/strikethrough]] or harder than Bunny, let's have a look. Bunny hasn't been able to balance accounts since he started, I'll bet my pile. The cash is in Arabic, the journal in Hebrew, the ledge in [[Hindustam'?]], the Golturis in Turkish and the bal. in Swaheli. [[strikethrough]] [[?]] [[/strikethrough]] Fine.

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[[preprinted]] Tuesday, December 31, 1907 [[/preprinted]]

If anyone had told me when I started this book that I would finish it out in these sandy parts I would have first said they were cracked around the dome, and then use [[strikethough]] [[?]] [[/strikethrough]] a "shorter and uglier word" such as Teddy described. If you'd told me even five months ago!

But her I am, working hard, and living on the fat of the land. The only trouble is, as Jones Sahib says, I don't get enough sleep. 

Time is certainly flying nowadays. Here I've been out here over three months, been away from home almost four, and it hardly seems so many weeks. 

You bet I was glad

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