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[[preprinted]] [[double line]] Saturday, May 9, 1908 [[line]] [[/preprinted]] I think it must have been about three a.m. when we lay down this morning. Anyway, I know I'm jolly well tired today. We had breakfast, after [[strikeout]]a[[/strikeout]] we had splashed around in the little bath in the garden to our heart's content, and then we set sail for Aden. Altogether we had a decidedly slick time. I'd like to try a week out there for a change. It must be all to the merry. I had a good fat sleep after tiffin today, you can bet samoleons to crullers on that. [[end page]] [[start page]] [[preprinted]] [[double line]] Sunday, May 10, 1908 [[line]] [[/preprinted]] Mail day again. Small crop, with corresponding despair. I had the satisfaction of putting Reis under again tonight. The score, D- 1-1-0-1-1-0-0-0-0-1-0-1-0-1 R- 0-0-1-0-0-1-1-1-1-0-1-0-1-0 D- 1-0-1-1 = 10 R- 0-1-0-0 = 8 I got to him. Pennant and I played a 11-9 set the other day, which I got after being scared good.