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[[preprinted]] Saturday, August 6, 1910 [[/preprinted]]

Heine Schultz set up the viands tonight. Afterwards we went to see the final of the billiard sweep. One chap was lucky enough to own both horses, so they let him referee. One Hicks was the star, and he just walked right through the Scotchman.

Forgot to mention I was waxinated the other day. Big small-pox scare in town.

P.S. It didn't tike.

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[[preprinted]] Sunday, August 7, 1910 [[/preprinted]]

Well, Vining left for home on the "Prinzessin" this morning, and I'm alone with the job. It sure is a proposition, and I don't know what I'm going to make out of it.

When I come to think of it, I'm due for home on the same steamer. But it was evidently not to be, for here I am still. Inshallah it won't be long, though,-though six months is nothing out here, it's a long time at home. Don't think I'm forgetting that.