Chapter XXVI

at sea, S.S. & Mariposa, Feb. 19th, '93.

My Dear Colvin, - You will see from this heading that I am not dead yet nor likely to be. I was pretty considerably out of sorts, and that is indeed one reason why Fanny, Belle, and I have started out for a month's lark. To be quite exact, I think it will be about five weeks before we get home. We sha