human beings, from the practice of servants being always at hand. However, so it always is. Dr. had more warm friends than anybody, but there was not one who stayed away from the races after his death.
We came down to Calcutta in the evening. Such a lovely moon, but, horrible to relate, the weather is really growing hot again. They all say ‘it is unusual’ and ‘a curious circumstance’ and ‘unprecedented, and ‘there must be rain somewhere;’ but we know what all that means—two months of cold weather instead of four.
My dearest Sister,—I have not much to say that I have not said fifty times over, but still I must write, because you are, as I said above, my dearest sister.
There was a ship—the ‘Gregson’—burnt three days ago. Just got out to sea beyond the Sandheads, and, though all the passengers were saved and are come back here again, every article on board was burnt. I wonder whether many of
