Taranaki. Words cannot convey the joyful picture. I think as I write these lines I see my noble brother coming on board to meet a brother who holds him and all his father's family most dear to him. Our youngest brother John is following the sea. I have heard he is likely to do well. I hope if I succeed in commanding a ship from home to have him as an officer under me as I have left Bombay and not likely to return there any more. When you answer this my address will be care of Rev Uncle Donald, Glenorchy. He is always shure to know what parts of this globe I may be as I always write him worthy man he is, thank God at last comfortable and few deserve it more. Aunt Jessy keeps house with him. I hear your cousins the McDugalds are not at all doing well, all too fond of the black bottle that fatal rogue