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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