“25 May. “My dear Art,— “We’ve told yarns by the camp-fire in the prairies; and dressed one another’s wounds after trying a landing at...

25 May.—Ebb tide in appetite to-day. Cannot eat, cannot rest, so diary instead. Since my rebuff of yesterday I have a sort of empty...

“24 May. “My dearest Mina,— “Thanks, and thanks, and thanks again for your sweet letter. It was so nice to be able to tell you and to...