P.O. Esikoleni,

via P.M. Burg.

Thursday.

Dear Gelana,

We, three have just been basking in the sun, reading your love-letters to

us, and amusing ourselves with some funny remarks about you.

"Chummy" thinks you are definitely fit for me, and she would be more than

delighted if I could make it possible for you to come into the family. "Your

Heart" of course, is just afraid that we have told you too much about our history

and have scared you stiff.

You might change your mind, and find your present

Mutungwa difficulties much more easier than ours. He is, however, pleased with

your sweet letter, and really wonders if you mean well with us.

I have been changing the front view already. I was digging the garden in

front, and marking a clear avenue, leading into the entrance of the Home.

"Chummy" is busy washing my dirty-linen for me, as I am leaving to-morrow.

I

have just taken this interval to write you, and my brother, "Sid", is doing the

ploughing in front.

It is a pity my stay is so brief here or else I would have