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English: This may be the very cottage where Bremner had an indelible experience. He writes in his autobiography “I never spent such a night. The melting snow was trickling on to the bed through apertures in the ceiling. Rats were running about, and in a far corner there happened to be a fowl cackling away from time to time. In the morning I found it had laid the largest egg I ever saw. Needless to say I had it for breakfast" (My Forty Years in India, 1940, p. 51) Postmarked March 03, 1906, and sent to J.A.S. Lydell [?], London, England, [Recto, handwritten] “Dear old boy Do you remember seeing houses just like this when we were in Cachmere? This is pretty I think. M.A.J. Sept. 30.”