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Sept. 24th 1964underlined

Dear Jack & Gladys, Yesterday 26th I arrived home from a car tour in Devon & Cornwall, the book had come while I was away, many many thanks. I will get down to reading it soon. I love books, & cannot rush through them, one can always read a good book over & over again. I think I wrote to you in my last letter of the book I read at my Cousins in London she got it from her library at

Kenton. "Another Country" by, James Baldwin, novel

xxunderlined my goodness, what a book, I enjoyed it very much, he puts in it. Some people don't have any mercy, they tear you limb from limb in the name of love, then when stroked out: they you're dead, when they've killed you by what they made you go through, they say you didn't have any character. They weep. big bitter tears, not for you. for themselves, because they've lost their 'toy'. Have you read the book? You would like Devon & Cornwall wonderful scenery, stand on the hills & see hundreds of miles away. of course, one must have a car, for that kind of tour. People near here asked me to go. because I helped them in the past.