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Chapter 65 No.65

My Mother,

We are home, and have not written thee for long, but have telegraphed

thee twice daily, so that thou hast been assured that all is well.

We found our dear one, our Li-ti, bending o'er her babe, holding it

safely, nestling it, murmuring, softly, whispers of mother love. This

son, born in the hour of trouble and despair, is

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