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for the water-lilies are all out and the
banks are simply masses of wild roses. The
wild roses here seem to be more scented
than the ones in Scotland. I will make you
a promise, my dear Pudge. If I get J.B. of B [his novel, John Burnet of Barns]
arranged for good serial rights, I will
buy you a bicycle. So there! At present
I am waiting anxiously on the editor of
the Illustrated London News.

I am having bad luck at the
Union just now. Last night there was a
debate on the Agricultural Rating Bill, on which
I was very anxious to speak. The President,