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[[preprinted]] Sunday, May 8, 1910 [[/preprinted]]

Nix doing today. The telegrams contained "all th' 'orrible details", and I took a walk over to Seera and back.

Smith writes out that he has signed on with ACoCo. and is leaving England next month, either for Aden or Mombasa. It looks as though I'm going to get away on time, and I shall be gladdy gladdy!

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[[preprinted]] Friday, May 9, 1910 [[/preprinted]]

Here I've been tearing my shirt getting up at 4 a.m. to watch that bloody comet, and now I hear that after the 20th it will be an evening star and all I'll have to do will be to sit up on the verandah after dinner with a chota peg, and I can see the dad-bimmed thing all l want to! After crawling out of the little bunk at 4 a.m. that's what I hear. In the words of [[strikethrough]] [[?]] [[/strikethrough]] the celebrated F. Opper, "Wouldn't it JAR you?" 

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