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At Preston many of us received letters from home. 

 Harry's funny one from his little daughter Emma (a 

 namesake of our Emma of the Charioteers) gave us a 

 good laugh, I remember there was one announcement 

 particularly noteworthy : " Ninety dollars gone to smash, 

 papa. The pony's dead." There is your future special 

 correspondent for you. 



At eleven o'clock this evening the party received a 

 notable addition — Andrew M., my old schoolfellow and 

 " the Maester's son," arrived from Dunfermline. He was 

 received at the station by a committee especially ap- 

 pointed for the purpose, and shortly thereafter duly 

 initiated into all the rites and mysteries of the Gay 

 Charioteers. He was required, late as it was, to sing 

 two Scotch songs to determine his eligibility. There 

 may be some man who can sing " Oh ! why left I my 

 hame ? " — my favorite at present, and written by Gilfil- 

 lan in Dunfermline, note that — or " When the kye come 

 hame," better than our new member, but none of us has 

 been so fortunate as to meet him, nor have I ever heard 

 one who could sing them as well for me ; but there may 

 be a touch of Auld Lang Syne in his voice which strikes 

 \ chords in my heart and sets them vibrating. There are 

 '^ subtle sympathies lurking in the core of man's nature, 

 responsive to no law but their own, but I notice all press 

 Andrew to sing, and keep very quiet when he does. We 

 had the pleasure of seeing the new member get just as 

 daft as the rest of us next day, gathering wild flowers 



