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[[preprinted]] Thursday, March 25, 1909 [[/preprinted]]

Rather busy today, — had a bunch of telegrams, and matters so overlapped each other that I had to wait until everything was finished and then answer 'em all at once. 

Anyway, Visram came [[strikeout]] down in his ivory ideas, and decided to take a low price now and not take any chances of having to take a lower one later on. Limits have given us quite a few surprises this past week. These Indians are great chaps on a rising market, but they lack the nerve to sell out on a falling one. He probably won't have the nerve on the next drop.

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[[preprinted]] Friday, March 26, 1909 [[/preprinted]]

I cabled the local ivory situation home last night, and this morning there was another drop, with the provisio that I could use a couple dollars more if our rivals up the street got gay. Visram swears he won't sell at the price and says he'll send it home. That's where it all is now! It will be a sad and tragic case of out of the skillet into the live red coals, that's what it'll be.

Let him cook his own skunk, if he hasn't the nerve.