Henley Lodge, Acock’s Green
Friday, September 19th 1884
My Dear Fred,
As I am delayed at home this week by an expressed infirmity in my knee which has before now as you remember slowed me in a similar manner this day reminds me that it will be well employed in sending you a letter in which we write in wishing you existing good health and prosperity and the usual many happy returns of the day – begins 23 years since to be emphasized as your natal day and the second during that period on which we have had to submit to your absence from the family circle at home. The query intuitively arises shall we have to celebrate another 19th Sep without you? We hope not, for we are in a quiet sort of way respecting to day by an united remembrance of you, and sealing our good wishes with the stamp of the goblet – and we almost fancy we catch your thoughts reciprocating what we are doing, we also fancy you are drawing a dearly defined mental picture of the “old folks at home” and your several fondly attached brothers and sisters. By the time this reaches you the day I am now underlining so to speak will have gone its way into oblivion but the reference herein will I feel sure call if
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Again for one brief comparison of the sentiments connected with it and how far they were identical with us and with yourself- space cannot annihilate their mysterious interchange of mental imagery – if is could if would be too cruel. Your letters well express the existence of this mental telephone as we trust ours do to you, especial the letter as we frequently confess amongst so many here, there should be no lack of evidence of its confirmed use at home. I fear your bits in comes sketches illustrating sketching and fishing will neither be personally enjoyed nor illustrated by me this season, much as I should like either, my time is truly occupied in finding and bringing grist for the mill which latter arrangement seems to be increasingly exacting in its requirements and occasionally sets me tasks not too easily done or got rid of. I am thinking it is about the time you will return from the Skeena to Fort Victoria and your former vocation there, and hoping that the change has been in every way satisfactory to you.
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We are entering the autumn season rapidly but under agreeable auspices as regards the weather which is very fine and occasionally still hot. We have had a remarkably favourable summer and harvest time even quite a return to us of the seasons long ago which we have been saying for some time has changed for good. The farmer has been jubilant with the prospects, but he has had to suffer disappointment again by the very unremunerative prices which the produce brings him owing to the glut from the Indian and American sources. The quality is exceptionally fine and the customary growls in the pews are to be daily met with at the price of bread in proportion to the low price of wheat – we have a capital crop of potatoes in our garden called “inagumm hommins” and they deserve the title, I have found over 20 to a root, fine tubors too. Your apple aces have made fair growth two being respectively 3 and 4 feet high whilst the third cannot discover the way to grow yet, and continues very wee.
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Aunty Paulin is gone to Henley for a few days and thence she intends proceeding to London to see some old friends, she seems much better in health since she has come out of London. Louise goes next Monday to “the National Provincial asocial” in High Street Birm. In the Fruit and Italian Dept which she seems glad of – she has been long trying to acquire once more some degree of independence. The boys continue as before, whilst Florence and Amy daily attend Miss Boston’s in the Village to pursue a knowledge of dress making and we have not heard from Henley very lately but Mrs Swinburne who called a few days since informed us the Dr was very pleased with a nice letter he received from you. Some complaints or fault findings are now appearing weekly in a local obscure paper of the services, person, choir, organist + al St Mary’s but as I hear they are anonymous they do not attract us. We are all pretty well tho’ I should like your mother to feel stronger
From your very affectionate Father.
The Amazing Paulin(e) Family 
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