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wise from the earth bynight, and receding and lost to view in the measureless remotenesses ofspace--is what men name the Universe. Susy was thirteen when she began her diary; agentle, thoughtful, romantic child. Still, I don't think we ought to decidetoo soon about it--not until the returns are all in. he form of a book--a book which revealed conclusively to any onewho would take the trouble to follow the directions that the acro

d man, & drank in his words, & let his eyes fill & theblood come & go in his face & never said a word. hundred; butfor more than an hour I tried it patiently, and seldom succeeded inscoring more than fifteen or twenty without missing. I know familiarly several very satisfactory people & meet them frequently: Mr. A man who, like me, is going to strike 70 on the 30th of next November has no business to be flitting around the way Howells does --that shameless old fictitious butterfly.