27 Nov Livingstone ended up being jubilant on the award he had won, and turn the most ardent of enthusiasts

their betrothed had not been blessed with quite definitely of just what the planet would call beauty—"a small, thick, black-haired woman, sturdy, and all sorts of i would like," had been their description of her. Yet she had a beauty that is true he had been perhaps not sluggish to understand. "we see no face now become compared to that sunburnt the one which has so usually greeted me using its sort appears," he had written her long after.