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It has been very hot, which we expected, as 
we crossed the equator seven times; it was ninety 
the other night in my state room and not a single 
breath of air coming in the porthole, and it is such 
a damp heat (100, by day, so they say, and I believe 
it; it rains every day, you see) but you get used 
to it and do not mind it; in fact, when it gets down 
to seventy-five (which it has only in Java) we shiver 
with the cold; this is gospel truth. The trip has been 
simply perfect, not a blemish, everything O. K., unless 
the photographs spoil. 
Best of love to every one, from both of us. 
Your most affectionate, 
Ros. 
Tifu, Moluceas, March 18, 1907. 
Dear Father and Mother : 
It must have seemed a long time since last you 
heard from us, but we have been where it was im- 
possible to send mail. We have had a perfect, inter- 
esting and most successful trip in every way, good 
health — no fever whatever — most of the time fine 
weather and a sea like glass. Of course, the climate 
is not the coolest in the world. It has not been below 
eighty-two since we left and now we do not begin 
to feel the heat until it gets to be at least ninety in 
the shade, which it quite frequently is, sometimes all 
night. The heat, of course, is not as high as it is 
in many other places, but the humidity is practically 
always one hundred and it invariably rains a part of 
every twenty-four hours. We have crossed and re 
