PRIVATE LETTERS OF
rouse usamonotony is the handmaiden of prosperity. If I have anything to say when an opportunity of dispatch occurs I will add a line, till then, ever, my dear Charles,
Sarawak, December 3, 1849.*
My dear Charlie,
i know not whether this will find you at home, but I write to convey our news, and to thank you for your last letter. The fever last year has done us all mischief. Brooke, after suffering and ailing several months, is now recruiting in China, and Doddy and myself go to the hill at Penang by the first opportunity, for change and quiet.
This detestable fever has turned into ague, which none of us manage to throw off, and which recurs on the least exposure, fatigue, or bodily derangement We have likewise been hardworked, never having been a month in one place during the last year, and I have suffered from much anxiety of mind, from what I cannot but consider as a petty opposition from high local authorities, and the mean calumnies of the press.
You must not think, my dear Charlie, that I now take these things much to heart. At first they told upon meathey appeared so infamous, so mean, so base,
* This letter was enclosed in the preceding, and is addressed to Sir James Brooke's nephew, Charles Johnson, Esq.* This letter was enclosed in the preceding, and is addressed to Sir James Brooke's nephew, Charles Johnson, Esq.