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Jepson Field Book volume 14 page 74 | University and Jepson Herbaria Archives, University of California, Berkeley

Jepson Field Book volume 14 page 74
Kew flying and the Missionary alive was brought on board.  He had been given a boat to go ashore for the captain would send no man with him.  Said the Missionary: I knew I must act quicly for I saw they meant to eat me.  So I pulled out my clasp knife, pulled up my trowsers, cut out a piece of my flesh and offered it to them.  They took it. One after chewing it a bit, passing it on to the other in great disgust.  They concluded they did not want to eat me and my medical knowledge soon established me as a big man among them."  The captain was incredulous and so he very shrewdly said : Let us see the place where you cut out that flesh from the leg.  The misionary pulled up :::::::::  January 2, 1906 his trousers - the leg was cork!  An old lady intimated to Baker incidentally to something that she was 80.  Whereupon Baker hastened to say Ah, my dear Madam, I know what it is to be 72!"  He has always a jest or joke for the occcasion, but it is always of the occasion.  The sparkle is gone when retold. = My fairy god-father here in London is Mr. W. Robinson.  He has taken me to dine at the Holborn Restaurant, then to the Alhambra Theatre afterwards.  THe Holborn is a famous restaurant with music, livereyed waiters, etc.  Another night he took me to the grill room at the Carlton House which is patronized by
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