Esigodini, nga Kwa Mai-Mai Saturday, Ilth june

Dear Gelana whese 'I attended two meetings to night. One was at the Social Centre with Rev Phillips are we had a talk on Boys' Clubs; The best method to be used in trying to preserve African youth from the ravages of our social and industrial evils in our society life. Mr. Briggs of the Boys' Club of the Local Y.M.C.A gave us some idea of the work carried out by his Centre and showed us why we should divide our work with the boys on a triangular principle one of Physical, spiritual and mental development of the boy. The route they followed was to give them free Bioscope shows and from there introduced tothem the other physical activities of the Y.M.C.A and then take them a step further by interesting them in Bible studies and finally develop their team spirit and introduce principles of Boy Scout movement. This was a very interesting talk but to some of us who are actually handling the problem for Native Youth could not get any help from him, for his conditions -would not suit us as we have no such places at the Y.M.C.A for native children and also we have not the funds and leadership at their disposal. To run anything for charity is to have the support not only from the people you wish to help but from other people who have so much money that they can spare some of it for some social work of this nature. We are keen to see that the lives of the boys are re-instated, but with out a home for the

poor devils there is no hope of even touching the problem. Again last Night I went to a performance of the Hairy Ape by the Ngcayiya group at the Jewish Workers Hall. The performance was quite a good effort on their part, but was marred by the fact that they were too hasty with the production and merely uttered words correctly but failed to draw the Dramatic significance of the Play. At any rate it was a very worthwhile effort. The I came back here at the Bantu Sports Club in my hole and thought of writing you a letter inspite of the fact that I was tired and drowsy. You seem to haunt my thoughts whenever I have a short time of silence to myself. I cannot resist the temptation to scribble you a line or two. Well, I have nothing to say except that every day I am getting worse My mind is thinking as many schemes as are possible to give myself more substance to meet my future goal. On the other hand, I have this consistent bug-bear of worry for yourself as to whether you will go over your affair smoothly and nobly without causing any undue frictions. Let me hope we will be spared to keep our ideals before us and let us believe in one another and refuse to accept any gossip about each other. Lat Tuesday I forgot to tell you, I was at a Dance in the Inchcape Hall organised by Mr. S. Makutso and his friends Johnny Mofokeng, etc. The Dance was full of women, their skirts and Crepe-de-chine customers, and only a bare number of men. I danced myself to a stand still as every round I had a different woman in my arms. I left early at 12 p.m for my flat and believe me I behaved very marvellously. I really went to please Makutso, who is in my Hockey Team, and was not in a mood for dancing at all. I do not know what size of stockings you put on and I have just made an order with the hope that they will fit you. no way