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[[preprinted]] Wednesday, February 17, 1909  [[/preprinted]]

We were in Tanga today, went ashore in the afternoon and after a rickshaw ride, which ended in front of the Kaiser Wilhelm Bier Garten, we had a tub of München and beat it back to the ship. Tanga is quite a neat little place, and I should think in a few years should be worth stopping in.

They've got a bloody railroad bridge on board, and they've been unloading it all the afternoon and evening. (As I'm about three doors down, it isn't as pleasant as it might be. But then, Stewart was here when they landed the [[underlined]]railroad[[/underlined]]. - five days of it!

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[[preprinted]] Thursday, February 18, 1909  [[/preprinted]]

It certainly is pretty coming into this place. The shores are simply lined with the thickest and greenest mass of palms and other vegetation that I ever saw, and with the weather we've had today, the trip down from Tanga has been delightful.

Zanzibar has always had a romantic sound to me, and I find the place just as interesting as I expected. The streets here in town are only about six feet wide,– in fact, there are only one of two through which our rickshaw will pass. The roads,– those like the one out to the sports club, are beautiful, lined with all sorts of tropical foliage. Our house here is quite
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