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12 shocks. During the whole time I had been away, I had slept 

 perfectly well at night, tho' generally sub frigido — but as soon 

 as I came back to my bed, I could not sleep at all. The bed 

 seemed to be much harder than either the boards of the vessel 

 or mother earth — and then also I had to take off my trousers 

 and shoes etc., which I did not at all like after having slept so 

 long with them on. 



Altogether we passed a very agreeable time, and I should 

 much like to go again and spend a month in the mountain, and 

 examine all its productions, which I had not time to do as we 

 went so fast — but I must not ask for any more holidays just 

 at present. I cant tell you the height of the mountain this mail, 

 as Sagbien has not yet had time to work out the calculations, 

 but when I know it I will let you know. 



Supposing your patience has held out thus far, I think an 

 apology is due from me for the length of my description, as well 

 as for the writing; but when I once get my thoughts fixed on a 

 subject, of which I have the details clearly in my mind, the pen 

 runs on by itself almost without the will of the writer, and I 

 generally find that when I have wished to give a concise account 

 of anything, I have spun it out into a regular long rambling 

 story, of not much interest to any one but the writer. 



1 8th. April. The general Cuban news is not much — the new 

 Governor Dn. Antonio Detona has arrived — no more earth- 

 quakes — rainy season just beginning; yellow Jack flourishing — 

 A Spanish theatrical company arrived, and a circus expected — 

 the Bull ring is demolished. 



There is nothing to answer in your letter. 



Please give my love to Marian and tell her it is some time 

 since I have heard from her. I am sorr}^ to say I must put off 

 answering Aunt Sarah's letter till the end of the month. 



This goes by Narino, who leaves on the 19th. (tomorrow) 

 with his wife — if he does not go to London he will post it. 



Hoping 3^ou will not be tired out with this letter and with 

 best love to all I am. 



My dear Mother, 



Ever your affec. son 

 (signed) Fred W. Ramsdex 



