Patagonas to B. Ayres
The Beagle had not arrived. I had nothing to do, no clean clothes, no books, nobody to talk with. I envied the very kittens playing on the floor. I was however lucky in a hospitable reception by Don Pablo, a friend of Harris.
The Beagle had not arrived. I had nothing to do, no clean clothes, no books, nobody to talk with. I envied the very kittens playing on the floor. I was however lucky in a hospitable reception by Don Pablo, a friend of Harris.
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