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down off the hill half-way into the sea. Its population 
is so and so,—its chief exports this and that; for all 
which, see Mr. Murray’s “ Hand-book,” where you will 
find all such matters much more clearly and correctly 
set down than I am likely to state them. At all events, 
it produces milk, cream —not butter—salad, and bad 
potatoes ; which is what we are most interested in 
at present. To think that you should be all revelling 
this very moment in green-peas and cauliflowers! 
I hope you don’t forget your grace before dinner. 
I will write to you again before setting sail- for 
Spitzbergen. 
