WCP249

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Parkstone, Dorset.

March 30^th. 1894

My dear Violet¹

The enclosed letter — or circular — came a few days ago. Auntie Rose² went home this morning having grown quite fat & strong. On Wednesday we had a carriage to Upper Lytchett, — met the gamekeeper [and] Ma asked if h we might go in the wood to pick daffodils — He "supposed we would do no harm" — so thanked him & went. Though they have been out a month, & cart loads have [2] been taken away there were still thousands. We walked up by the Church to the Inn for[?] tea, & got home at 1/2 past 6.

If you let us know when your regular holidays are & for how long we will make arrangements, and either have Grandpa³ here[?] or someone else, & go somewhere for an excursion.

I am very busy making a fresh rockery — & Ma⁴ [3] is making a fresh fernery. There is no particular news.

I forget whether I have written since I came from Cambridge. I saw Nellie Klassen at the soirée, — stayed with Mr Myers⁵ — in a nice house. Mrs Myers⁶ is a sister of Mrs Stanley. She does the finest photos. I have ever seen. She has a little boy & girl and has done them in all sorts of attitudes half-naked — or as angels with goose wings stuck on!

Cambridge is damp & cold & gave me [4] asthma so I was glad to get home. Mrs Myers’ little boy age about 6 or 7 — has asthma chronic, & [it is] aggravated by smell of horses so that he cannot go in a pony chaise!

Prof. and Mrs Sidgewick^7,8 dined with us, but there were too many to have nice ‘discussions’. I left "Merrie England" to sow the good seed.

Perhaps I have written all this before, so will shut up. Tell us all about your London doings.

Your affectionate Pa | Alfred R. Wallace [signature]