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May 30, 1902

Carlton Hotel,
Pall Mall,
London.

My dear Colonel:-

I am glad to have your two good letters of the 7th and 17th inst. containing so many interesting items and no new bad news --- I had heard of poor Jim's (James T. McMillan) death and while it was of course to be looked for it came earlier than expected and the shock was great. He was a splendid fellow! One of the most charming and truest of men, and one of the best of friends. He will be missed by many and for many years. At the Yondotega a big hole has been cut out in the Board of Governors which can never be filled.

May he rest happily.

I am glad you sent my mite for the Island sufferers --- what a frightful affair it is turning out to be --- and how quickly relief had been furnished by America. Such ready generosity and prompt work enables an American to stand up, even in this vast town!

I am so glad also to hear that Louise and Henry and Louise's little one are all getting on so nicely. It is really comforting to hear such news from one's friends.

As to myself, well, I must write briefly or this letter will grow into a volumn [[volume]]. So, I'll mention things in as concise manner as possible - without head lines and boiled down to a degree exceeding the "summary of news" as published daily in the "Times".

First and best - I am perfectly well and correspondingly happy. Second - I have just cabled you asking you to send me by mail, here, exchange for two thousand pounds. I have neither lost my head, had my pocket picked, nor spent more than 450 pounds yet. I have kept sober too - or perhaps I should say decently sober. But I have lost my heart (only partially to a girl, and she is here from Capri - but that was of course foreordained-) to some paintings by Whistler which I am negotiating for through Marchant, and which I think he will secure next week and hence being in the fight, I of course, called upon you for ammunition. It is an entire collection of his drawings in pastel, oil and water colors, made by Mr. Theobald, during the last thirty years. The lot is most varied and beautiful and the finest single group known. I have also found a perfect nocturne which I a, teasing the owner, Mr. Stevens, to let me have, but I doubt if he will give it up. If I succeed in getting it, all will