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June 28th.
My dear Graham
The enclosed were brought to me by Henrietta.
Old Mother Conlon said as she handed them to me that one was from the Police! Mollie immediately suggested the lost '[manakins?]' (dry goods ever uppermost in woman's heads, you know) I therefore took the liberty of opening the note in hopes of finding some clue to their whereabouts that I might obtain them for you but alas! behold the vanity of Summer hopes; the ['manakins'] is gone which it is a sin & a shame I vow.
I hope I did no wrong in opening the 'billet' - it might Have been an order for your incarceration in the Bastile, but "since it
is as it is" I guess you'll pardon my curiosity.
I've had the pleasure of Brook's & Huntington's company at 'vans-wheat' (28) but once - and enjoyed it huge.
I trust you are having a splendid time at - wherever you are, is it a pleasant place? Tell me all about it.
The little B. and the 'lass' send all sorts of kindly greetings, sich as - 'Sir, I has yur eye' et cetera, in which consider
Your friend
Big B
noways behind
Kindest regards to Mr Jesse.