of Upolu, and that you should be at home bringing out the 'Edinburgh
Edition'?"
In spite of the many interests in his present life, his love for the
people and the country, the yearning for the friends far away grew
daily.
How he longed to have them see Vailima with all its beauties! To talk
over old times again. Such visits were continually planned, but they
were never realized.
He seldom complained and those who were with him every day rarely found
him low in spirits. It was into the letters to his old intimates that
these longings crept when it swept over him that, though a voluntary
exile in a pleasant place, he was an exile none the less, with the fate
of him who wrote:
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