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[[preprinted]] Monday, October 17, 1910 [[/preprinted]]

There is hell to pay for those who have sold cloves ahead, including, we hope, C.P.&J. Prices took a soar of nearly a dib the other day, and in today's auction they were strong at another half-dib higher. Joseph says he isn't interested, but he'll be buying soon, all right.

Jo and I called on the Mau's this afternoon, and then dropped our pasteboards further along, with a sigh of relief to find the others were out. Calls are not my game. I'm a damned hermit, anyway.

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[[preprinted]] Tuesday, October 18, 1910 [[/preprinted]]

The mpishi is up at Weddell's tonight, doing stunts in honor of Eddie, King of Zanzibar. It must be a hell of a strain to entertain Royalty, or even to sit at the same table with 'em. But W. has had some practise in the inner circles of effete Europe, so I suppose a little thing like an Oriental Potentate doesn't bother him such an awful pile. Well, I can vouch for old Creepin' J., anyway.

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