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[[preprinted]] Tuesday, July 27, 1909 [[/preprinted]]

Garrels came up from Zanzibar today.  Met him at Kilindini and towed him over to the house.  In the evening we went over to the Deutsche Consulat for dinner.  There was one guy over there, one of these impossible Germs, who wore a dress waistcoat, a blue negligee shirt, with a stunted red four-in-hand to top off with.  As the evening wore on it came out that he'd won some [[strikeout]] 65,000 marks in one of the German state lotteries the month before.

And you know, us poor Berry Walls would never win a doggone cent if we paid up regularly all our lives!

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[[preprinted]]Wednesday, July 28, 1909 [[/preprinted]]

The "Eduard Woermann" after being three days late, came in today, and brought me a bunch of cottons that put us in the lead in the local Amerikani race.  That's something new in the history of the agency, I believe.  With the bales I've got contracted for, I guess we'll be a good deal in the lead by the time Dec. 31st rolls around.

Guess we've got Childs & Co's number, all right.