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Outward Bound

October 11th

Holidays over, and
work beginning. And I am
actually glad, even holiday making
gets wearisome, the days drag, and
a longing for action sets in.

To day I bade good bye to
the old folks, and the old place
and set my face shipward. My
Saratoga trunk, filled to its
utmost and lashed with a
rope, knobbled with mysterious
knots and hitches, is stowed
safe and snug. I spent
this evening at Keppel Gunnings
Mrs and Ethel Gunning were
there and we all had tea
together, the four of us at the