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With stacks of love to all at home, and a whole dray-load for yourself, from your loving sister, Sybylla. Remember me to Goulburn, drowsing lazily in its dreamy graceful hollow in the blue distance. Caddagat, 29th Sept., 1896 Dear Everard, Thank you very much for the magazines and "An Australian Bush Track". I suppose you have quite forgotten us and Caddagat by this time.
I am pressed for time, as four or five strangers have just come and asked to stay for the night, and as one of the girls is away, I have to get them beds. I am writing about Sybylla. I am truly grieved to hear she is such a source of grief and annoyance to you. The girl must surely be ill or she would never act as you describe. She is young yet, and may settle down better by and by.
"Uncle " I began. "Now, Sybylla, none of your crammers. There is no harm in being a bit gone on Harry. It's only natural, and just what I'd expect. I've known him since he was born, and he's a good all-round fellow. His head is screwed on the right way, his heart is in the right place, and his principles are tip-top.
"Seven dozen yards of unbleached calico be enough?" "Yes; plenty." "Which tea-service did you order?" "Number two." "Do you or Sybylla want anything extra?" "Yes; parasols, gloves, and some books." Can I get them at Hordern's?" "Yes." Grannie's voice faded on my ears, my thoughts ran on uncle Jay-Jay.
Mother's Letter to Grannie My dear Mother, I am truly grieved that Sybylla should have written and worried you. Take no notice of her; it is only while she is unused to the place. She will soon settle down. She has always been a trial to me, and it is no use of taking notice of her complaints, which no doubt are greatly exaggerated, as she was never contented at home.
And grannie shook her head, trying to look stern, and hiding a smile in her serviette. "Your manners are not improving, Sybylla. I fear you must be incorrigible," said aunt Helen. When uncle Jay-Jay heard the whole particulars of the affair, he lay back in his chair and laughed fit to kill himself. "You ought to be ashamed to always encourage her in her tomboyish ways, Julius.
Next autumn, some time in March or April, when the fruit-preserving and jam-making are done with, Helen can take the child to Sydney for a month or so, and you can show them round. It will be a great treat for Sybylla as she has never been in Sydney." "That's right, let's strike a bargain on that, gran." said Everard. "Yes; it's a bargain, if I hear no more about the stage.
"What with the damned flies, and the tramps, and a pesky thing called Sybylla, a man's life ain't worth a penny to him," said uncle. We fell into silence, which was broken presently by a dirty red-bearded face appearing over the garden gate, and a man's voice: "Good day, boss! Give us a chew of tobaccer?" "I'm not the boss," said uncle with assumed fierceness. "Then who is?" inquired the man.
"My word, didn't gran make a to-do this morning when I proposed to train Sybylla for the stage! Do you know that girl is simply reeking with talent; I must have her trained. I will keep bringing the idea before gran until she gets used to it. I'll work the we-should-use-the-gifts-God-has-given-us racket for all it is worth, and you might use your influence too, Helen."
and as a postscript the letter had "Harold will go up for Sybylla on Wednesday afternoon. I do hope you will be able to spare her to me for a while." "Oh, auntie, how lovely!" I exclaimed. "What are you laughing at?" "For whom do you think Harry wants the companion? It is nice to have an old auntie, as a blind, is it not? Well, all is fair in love and war.
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