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live with, and are not looked at as foreigners. I 

 have met with several such who have very pleasant 

 relations with their neighbours, and can love and are 

 loved by them, and are almost able to forget that they 

 are not natives. But, unless I am mistaken, in such 

 cases the stranger is not wholly a stranger ; in other 

 words he is partly of the same race, therefore able to 

 sympathise and to identify himself with them. And 

 it may be due to the Celtic element in me that I feel 

 very much at home with the people. A Dumnonian, 

 if not a " swart Belerian," with an admixture of Irish 

 blood, I feel myself related to them and therefore do 

 not think they can justly resent my having described 

 them as I have found them without the usual pretty 

 little lying flatteries. Your relations are privileged 

 critics. Moreover, if I love them they cannot, 

 according to their own saying, have any but a kindly 

 feeling for me. " Karenza whelas Karenza " is all the 

 Cornish I know. 



