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CHAPTER XX.

PRIMUS TO HIS UNCLE.

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Though we all pretended to be glad when Primus went, we spoke of him briefly at times, and I read his letters aloud at our evening meetings. Here is a series of them from my desk. Primus was now a year and a half older and his spelling had improved.

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November 16th.