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bazaar of this town. There's unlimited fun for him here and enough of Persian tradition to make him feel Omar and Tadi guiding his very steps. It's not Indian to be sure, neither is it any other country, unless perhaps hell. I wonder if Hell is in reality, half as hellish! In that famous place I believe tradition tells not of night restrictions. Here you can't go out after four o'clock P.M.

I am very well, and over my head in love with India. The discomforts, of which I have not told you, are many, but they are like the one ravelled fringe of a Rajah's cashmere shawl --- a sort of hall mark of experience. Too soon the hot weather will drive me towards Japan just as the ice and snow now keeps me out of Cashmere. But surely, I should not grumble, and Cashmere --- well, that means a whole summer next time. 

With kindest regards to all, 
Very sincerely your friend
Charles L. Freer

P.S. Will you kindly look after the customs on things to be forwarded by Mr. Watson. He will send you documents. And kindly caution the Chef to keep the skins well wrapped in camphor. 

Long hand.