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tery touches.) Their feverish and restless / where concealment is possible of course, al. anxiety about sheets, and their agitated dis- though the Doctor forgets to suggest it, into the course on damps and deaths, hold them up to chimney. A friend of the Doctor's used to vulgar eyes in the light of lunatics. They be place a bureau against the door, and “thereon come the groundwork of practical jokes-per- he set a basin and ewer in such a position as haps are bitten to death by fleas; for a cham- easily to rattle, so that, on being shook, they bermaid, of a disposition naturally witty and instantly became molto agitato." Upon one cruel, has a dangerous power put into her alarming occasion this device frightened away hands, in the charge of blankets. The Doctor's one of the chambermaids, or some other Pauwhole soul and body are wrapt up in well-aired lina Pry, who attempted to steal on the virgin sheets; but the insidious Abigail, tormented by sleep of the travelling Joseph, who all the time his flustering, becomes in turn the tormentor was hiding his head beneath the bolster. Joand selecting the yellowest, dingiest, and dir-seph, however, believed it was a horrible midtiest pair of blankets to be found throughout the night assassin, with mustaches and a dagger. whole gallery of garrets, (those for years past “ The chattering of the crockery gave the used by long-bearded old-clothesmen Jews,) alarm, and the attempt, after many attempts, with a wicked leer that would lull all suspi- was abandoned.” cion asleep in a man of a far less inflammable With all these fearful apprehensions in his temperament, she literally envelopes him in mind, Dr. Kitchiner must have been a man of vermin, and after a night of one of the plagues great natural personal courage and intrepidity, of Egypt, the Doctor rises in the morning, from to have slept even once in his whole lifetime top to bottom absolutely tattooed !

from home. What dangers must we have The Doctor, of course, is one of those tra- passed, who used to plump in, without a thought vellers who believe, that unless they use the of damp in the bed, or scamp below it-closet most ingenious precautions, they will be uni- and chimney uninspected, door unbolted and formly robbed and murdered in inns. The unscrewed, exposed to rape, robbery, and murvillains steal upon you during the midnight der! It is mortifying to think that we should be hour, when all the world is asleep. They alive at this day. Nobody, male or female, leave their shoes down stairs, and leopard-like, thought it worth their while to rob, ravish, or ascend with velvet, or—what is almost as noise-murder us! There we lay, forgotten by the less--worsted steps, the wooden stairs. True, whole world-till the crowing of cocks, or the that your breeches are beneath your bolster- ringing of bells, or blundering Boots insistbut that trick of travellers has long been “as ing on it that we were a Manchester Bagman, notorious as the sun at noonday;" and although who had taken an inside in the Heavy at five, you are aware of your breeches, with all the broke our repose, and Sol laughing in at the ready money perhaps that you are worth in this unshuttered and uncurtained window showed world, eloping from beneath your parental eye, us the floor of our dormitory, not streaming you in vain try to cry out-for a long, broad, with a gore of blood. We really know not iron hand, with ever so many iron fingers, is whether to be most proud of having been the on your inouth; another, with still more nume- favourite child of Fortune, or the neglected rous digits, compresses your windpipe, while a brat of Fate. One only precaution did we ever low hoarse voice, in a whisper to which Sarah use to take against assassination, and all the Siddons's was empty air, on pain of instant other ills that flesh is heir to, sleep where one death enforces silence from a man unable for may, and that was to say inwardly a short ferhis life to utter a single word; and after pull-vent prayer, humbly thanking our Maker for ing off all the bed-clothes, and then clothing all the happiness—let us trust it was innocent you with curses, the rufians, whose accent -of the day; and humbly imploring his blessbetrays them to be Irishmen, inflict upon you ing on all the hopes of to-morrow. For, at the divers wanton wounds with a blunt instrument, time we speak of we were young--and every probably a crow-bar-swearing by Satan and morning, whatever the atmosphere might be, all his saints, that if you stir an inch of your rose bright and beautiful with hopes that, far body before daybreak, they will instantly re- as the eyes of the soul could reach, glittered turn, cut your throat, knock out your brains, on earth's, and heaven's, and life's horizon ! sack you, and carry you off for sale to a sur- But suppose that after all this trouble to get geon. Therefore you must use pocket door himself bolted and screwed into a paradisaical bolts, which are applicable to almost all sorts tabernacle of a dormitory, there had suddenly of doors, and on many occasions save the pro- rung through the house the cry of FIRE-FIREperty and life of the traveller. The corkscrew FIRE! how was Dr. Kitchiner to get out? Tables, door-fastening the Doctor recommends as the bureaus, benches, chairs, blocked up the only simplest. This is screwed in between the door-all laden with wash-hand basins and door and the door-post, and unites them so other utensils, the whole crockery shepherdfirmly, that great power is required to force a esses of the chimney-piece, double-barrelled door so fastened. They are as portable as pistols with spring bayonets ready to shoot and common corkscrews, and their weight does stab, without distinction of persons, as their not exceed an ounce and a half. The safety proprietor was madly seeking to escape the of your bed-room snould always be carefully roaring flames! Both windows are iron-bound, examined; and in case of bolts not being at with all their shutters, and over and above hand, it will be useful to hinder entrance into tightly fastened with “ the corkscrew-fastenthe room by putting a table and a chair upon ing, the simplest that we have seen.” The it against the door. Take a peep below the wind-board is in like manner, and by the same bed, and into the closets, and every place unhappy contrivance, firmly jammed into the


jaws of the chimney, so egress to the Doctor those who are, by the condition in wnich they up the vent is wholly denied-no fire-engine are born, exempted from work, they are more in the town--but one under repair. There miserable than the rest of mankind, unless has not been a drop of rain for a month, and they daily and duly employ themselves in that the river is not only distant but dry. The VOLUNTARY LABOUR WHICH GOES BY THE NAME element is growling along the galleries like of

Inflexible justice, however, a lion, and the room is filling with something forces us to say, that although the Doctor more deadly than back-smoke. A shrill voice throws a fine philosophical light over the most is heard crying-“Number 5 will be burned general principles of walking, as they are inalive! Number 5 will be burned alive! Is volved in “ that voluntary labour which goes there no possibility of saving the life of Num- by the name of exercise, yet he falls into freber 5?The Doctor falls down before the quent and fatal error when he descends into barricado, and is stretched all his hapless the particulars of the practice of pedestrianism. length fainting on the floor. At last the door Thus, he says that no person should sit down is burst open, and landlord, landlady, chamber- to a hearty meal immediately after any great maid, and boots-each in a different key-exertion, either of mind or body--that is, one from manly bass to childish treble, demand of might say, after a few miles of Plinlimnon, or Number 5 if he be a murderer or a madman- a few pages of the Principia. Let the man, for, gentle reader, it has been a Dream. quoth he, “who comes home fatigued by bodily

We must hurry to a close, and shall per- exertion, especially if he feel heated by it, throw form the short remainder of our journey on his legs upon a chair, and remain quite tranfoot. The first volume of the Oracle concludes quil and composed, that the energy which has with “ Observations on Pedestrians." Here been dispersed to the extremities may have we are at home and could, we imagine, have time to return to the stomach, when it is regiven the Doctor a mile in the hour in a year- quired.” To all this we say-Fudge! The match. The strength of man, we are given sooner you get hold of a leg of roasted mutton distinctly to understand by the Doctor, is “in the better; but meanwhile, off rapidly with a pot the ratio of the performance of the restorative of porter-then leisurely on with a clean shirt process, which is as the quantity and quality -wash your face and hands in gelid-none of of what he puts into his stomach, the energy your tepid water. There is no harm done if of that organ, and the quantity of exercise he you should shave—then keep walking up and takes.” This statement of the strength of man down the parlour rather impatiently, for such may be unexceptionably true, and most philo- conduct is natural, and in all things act agreesophical to those who are up to it--but to us itably to nature-stir up the waiter with some resembles a definition we have heard of thun- original jest by way of stimulant, and to give der, “the conjection of the sulphur congeals the knave's face a well-pleased stare--and the matter.” It appears to us that a strong never doubting “that the energy which has stomach is not the sole constituent of a strong been dispersed to the extremities” has had man-but that it is not much amiss to be pro- ample time to return to the stomach, in God's vided with a strong back, a strong breast, strong name fall to! and take care that the second thighs, strong legs, and strong feet. With course shall not appear till there is no vestige a strong stomach alone-yea, even the stomach left of the first-a second course being looked of a horse-a man will make but a sorry Pe- on by the judicious moralist and pedestrian destrian. The Doctor, however, speedily re- very much in the light in which the poet has deems himself by saying admirably well, “ that made a celebrated character consider it nutrition does not depend more on the state “ Nor fame I slight-nor for her favours callof the stomach, or of what we put into it, than

She comes unlook'd fur--if she comes at all." it does on the stimulus given to the system by To prove how astonishingly our strength exercise, which alone can produce that perfect may be diminished by indolence, the Doctor circulation of the blood which is required to tells us, that meeting a gentleman who had throw off superfluous secretions, and give the lately returned from India, to his inquiry after absorbents an appetite to suck up fresh ma- his health he replied, “Why, better-better, terials. This requires the action of every thank ye~I think I begin to feel some symppetty artery, and of the minutest ramifications toms of the return of a little English energy. of every nerve and fibre in our body.” Thus, Do you know that the day before yesterday I he remarks, a little further on, by way of illus- was in such high spirits, and felt so strong, I tration, w that a man suffering under a fit of the actually put on one of my stockings myself ?" vapours, after half an hour's brisk ambulation, The Doctor then asserts, that it “has been will often find that he has walked it off, and that repeatedly proved that a man can travel further the action of the body has exonerated the mind." for a week or a month than a horse." On reaca

The Doctor warms as he walks—and is very ing this sentence to Will Whipcord—“Ves, near leaping over the fence of Political Eco- sir," replied that renowned Professor of the nomy. * Providence, he remarks, furnishes Newmarket Philosophy, “that's all right, sir materials, but expects that we should work -a man can beat a horse !" them up for ourselves. The earth must be Now, Will Whipcord may be right in his laboured before it gives its increase, and when opinion, and a man may beat a horse. But it it is forced to produce its several products, never has been tried: There is no match of how many hands must they pass through be- pedestrianism on record between a first-rate fore they are fit for use! Manufactures, trade, man and a first-rate horse; and as soon as and agriculture, naturally employ more than there is, we shall lay our money on the horse nineteen persons out of twenty; and as for 1-only mind, the horse carries no weight, and


he must be allowed to do his work on turf. frightened by Mr. Shepherd's picture of a storm We know that Arab horses will carry their in a puddle, and proposes a plan of alleviation rider, provision and provender, arms and ac- of one great inconvenience of pedestrianizing. coutrements, (no light weight,) across the de- “ Persons," quoth he, “who take a pedestrian sert, eighty miles a-day, for many days—and excursion, and intend to subject themselves to that for four days they have gone a hundred the uncertainties of accommodation, by going miles a-day. That would have puzzled Cap- across the country and visiting unfrequented tain Barclay in his prime, the Prince of Pe- paths, will act wisely to carry with them a destrians. However, be that as it may, the piece of oil-skin to sit upon while taking recomparative pedestrian powers of man and freshments out of doors, which they will often horse have never yet been ascertained by any find needful during such excursions." To save accredited match in England.

trouble, the breech of the pedestrian's breeches The Doctor then quotes an extract from a should be a patch of oil-skin. Here a question Pedestrian Tour in Wales by a Mr. Shepherd, of great difficulty and importance arises--who, we are afraid, is no great headpiece, Breeches or trousers ? Dr. Kitchiner is dethough we shall be happy to find ourselves in cidedly for breeches. “ The garter," says he,

Mr. Shepherd, speaking of the incon- “should be below the knee, and breeches are veniencies and difficulties attending a pedes- much better than trowsers. The general adoptrian excursion, says, “that at one time the tion of those which, till our late wars, were exroads are rendered so muddy by the rain, that clusively used by the Lords of the Ocean, it is almost impossible to proceed ;"- -“ at other has often excited my astonishment. However times you are exposed to the inclemency of the convenient trousers may be to the sailor who weather, and by wasting time under a tree or has to cling to slippery shrouds, for the landsa hedge are benighted in your journey, and man nothing can be more inconvenient. They again reduced to an uncomfortable dilemma.” are heating in summer, and in winter they are “ Another disadvantage is, that your track is collectors of mud. Moreover, they occasion a necessarily more confined—a deviation of ten necessity for wearing garters. Breeches are, or twelve miles makes an important difference, in all respects, much more convenient. These which, if you were on horseback, would be should have the knee-band three quarters of considered as trivial.” “Under all these cir- an inch wide, lined on the upper side with a cumstances,” he says, “it may appear rather piece of plush, and fastened with a buckle, remarkable that we should have chosen a pe- which is much easier than even double strings, destrian excursion—in answer to which, it may and, by observing the strap, you always know be observed, that we were not apprized of these things the exact degree of tightness that is required till we had experienced them.What! Mr. Shep- to keep up the stocking; any pressure beyond herd, were you, who we presume have reached that is prejudicial, especially to those who the age of puberty, not apprized, before you walk long distances." penetrated as a pedestrian into the Principality, We are strongly inclined to agree with the that “roads are rendered muddy by the rain ?" Doctor in his panegyric on breeches. True, Had you never met, either in your experience that in the forenoons, especially if of a dark of life, or in the course of your reading, proof colour, such as black, and worn with white, or positive that pedestrians “are exposed to the even gray or bluish, stockings, they are apt, in inclemency of the weather ?” That, if a man the present state of public taste, to stamp you will linger too long under a tree or a hedge a schoolmaster, or a small grocer in full dress, when the sun is going down, "he will be be- or an exciseman going to a ball. We could nighted ?” Under what serene atmosphere, in dispense too with the knee-buckles and plush what happy clime, have you pursued your lining-though we allow the one might be preparatory studies sub dio? But, our dear ornamental, and the other useful. But what Mr. Shepherd, why waste time under the shel. think you, gentle reader, of walking with a ter of a tree or a hedge? Waste time nowhere, Pedometer? A Pedometer is an instrument our young and unknown friend. What the cunningly devised to tell you how far and how worse would you have been of being soaked to fast you walk, and is, quoth the Doctor, a the skin ? Besides, consider the danger you“ perambulator in miniature.” The box conran of being killed by lightning, had there been taining the wheels is made of the size of a a few flashes, under a tree? Further, what watch-case, and goes into the breeches-pocket, will become of you, if you addict yourself on and by means of a string and hook, fastened every small emergency to trees and hedges, at the waistband or at the knee, the number when the country you walk through happens of steps a man takes, in his regular paces, are to be as bare as the palm of your hand? But registered from the action of the string upon ton your jacket, good sir-scorn an umbrella the internal wheelwork at every step, to the emerge boldly from the silvan shade, snap amount of 30,000. It is necessary to ascertain your fingers at the pitiful pelting of the pitiless the distance walked, that the average length storm-poor spite indeed in Densissimus Im- of one pace be precisely known, and that mulber-and we will insure your life for a pre- tiplied by the number of steps registered cn sentation copy of your Tour against all the the dial-plate. diseases that leapt out of Pandora's box, not All this is very ingenious; and we know only till you have reached the Inn at Capel- one tolerable pedestrian who is also a Pedome. Cerig, but your own home in England, (we trist. But no Pedometrician will ever make a forget the county,)-ay, till your marriage, and fortune in a mountainous island, like Great the baptism of your first-born.

Britain, where pedestrianism is indigenous to Dr. Kitchiner seems to have been mucb / the soil. A good walker is as regular in his going as clock-work. He has his different glimmering eyes with honey-dew, and stretches paces-three, three and a half-four, four and out, under the loving hands of nourrice Nature, a half-five, five and a half-six miles an hour the whole elongated animal economy, steeped -toe and heel. A common watch, therefore, in rest divine from the organ of veneration to is to him, in the absence of milestones, as good the point of the great toe, be it on a bed of as a Pedometer - with this great and indis- | down, chaff, straw, or heather, in palace, hall, putable advantage, that a common watch con- hotel, or hut? If in an inn, nobody interferes tinues to go even after you have yourself with you in meddling officiousness; neither stopped, whereas, the moment you sit down on landlord, bagman, waiter, chambermaid, boots; your oil-skin patch, why, your Pedometer - you are left to yourself without being neg(which indeed, from its name and construction, lected. Your bell may not be emulously is not unreasonable) immediately stands still. answered by all the menials on the establishNeither, we believe, can you accurately note ment, but å smug or shock-headed drawer the pulse of a friend in a fever by a Pedometer. appears in good time; and if mine host may

What pleasure on this earth transcends a not always dignify your dinner by the deposibreakfast after a twelve-mile walk? Or is tion of the first dish, yet, influenced by the there in this sublunary scene a delight superior rumour that soon spreads through the preto the gradual, dying-away, dreamy drowsiness mises, he bows farewell at your departure, that, at the close of a long summer day's with a shrewd suspicion that you are a noblejourney up hill and down dale, seals up the man in disguise.


expectant of our "golden opinions," when all FIRST RHAPSODY.

eyes are turned to the speechless “old man No weather more pleasant than that of a eloquent," and you might hear a tangle dismild WINTER day. So gracious the season, hevelling itself in Neæra's hair. But all alone that Hyems is like Ver-Januarius like Chris- | by ourselves, in the country, among trees, standtopher North. Art thou the Sun of whom ing still among untrodden leaves-as now Milton said,

how we do speak! All thoughts-all feelings “Looks through the horizontal misty air,

-desire utterance; left to themselves they are Shorn of his beams,"

not happy till they have evolved into words an image of disconsolate obscuration ? Bright winged words that sometimes settle on the art thou as at meridian on a June Sabbath; ground, like moths on flowers—sometimes but effusing a more temperate lustre, not unfelt seek the sky, like eagles above the clouds. by the sleeping, though not insensate earth. No such soliloquies in written poetry as She stirs in her sleep, and murmurs - the these of ours—the act of composition is fatal mighty mother; and quiet as herself, though as frost to their flow; yet composition there is broad awake, her old ally the ship-bearing sea. at such solitary times going on among the What though the woods be leafless-they look moods of the mind, as among the clouds on a as alive as when laden with umbrage ; and still but not airless sky, perpetual but imperwho can tell what is going on now within the ceptible transformations of the beautiful, obeheart of that calm oak grove? The fields dient to the bidding of the spirit of beauty. laugh not now-but here and there they smile. Who but Him who made it knoweth aught If we see no flowers we think of them-and of the Laws of Spirit? All of uş may know less of the perished than of the unborn; for much of what is “ wisest, virtuousest, discreetregret is vain, and hope is blest; in peace est, best,” in obedience to them; but leaving there is the promise of joy-and therefore in the open day, we enter at once into thickest the silent pastures a perfect beauty how re- night. Why at this moment do we see a spot storative to man's troubled heart!

once only visited by us unremembered for The Shortest Day in all the year-yet is it ever so many flights of black or bright winged lovelier than the Longest. Can that be the years-see it in fancy as it then was in nature, voice of birds? With the laverock's lyric our with the same dew-drops on that wondrous fancy filled the sky-with the throstle's rounde- myrtle beheld but on that morning--such a lay it awoke the wood. In the air life is audi- myrtle as no other eyes beheld ever on this ble-circling unseen. Such serenity must be earth but ours, and the eyes of one now in inhabited by happiness. Ha! there thou art, heaven? our Familiar--the selfsame Robin Redbreast

Another year is about to die--and how

wags that pecked at our nursery window, and used the world? “ What great events are on the to warble from the gable of the school-house gale ?" Go ask our statesmen. But their rule his sweet winter song!

--their guidance is but over the outer world, In company we are silent-in solitude we and almost powerless their folly or their wis soliloquize. So dearly do we love our own dom over the inner region in which we mor voice that we cavnot bear to hear it mixed tals live, and move, and have our being, where with that of others--perhaps drowned; and the fall of a throne makes no more noise than then our bashfulness tongue-ties us in the hush that of a leaf!

"The sound

Thank Heaven! Summer and Autumn are during all that wavering visitation, to be of al. both dead and buried at last, and white lies the sights the most evanescent, and yet inspirasnow on their graves! Youth is the season of tive of a beauty-born belief, bright as the sun all sorts of insolence, and therefore we can for- that flung the image on the cloud-profound as give and forget almost any thing in SPRING. the gloom it illumines-that it shone and is He has always been a privileged personage; shining there at the bidding of Him who inand we have no doubt that he played his habiteth eternity. The grim noon of Saturday, pranks even in Paradise. To-day, he meets after a moaning morning, and one silent interyou unexpectedly on the hill-side ; and was mediate lour of grave-like stillness, begins to there ever a face in this world so celestialized gleam fitfully with lightning like a maniac's by smiles!. All the features are framed of eye; and is not that light. Gaze into his eyes, and you feel that in the untroubled lustre there is something more

Of thunder heard remote ?' sublime than in the heights of the cloudless heavens, or in the depths of the waveless seas. On earth wind there is none-not so much as More sublime, because essentially spiritual. a breath. But there is a strong wind in heaThere stands the young Angel, entranced in ven--for see how that huge cloud-city, a night the conscious mystery of his own beautiful within a day, comes moving on along the hidand blessed being; and the earth becomes all den mountain-tops, and hangs over the loch all at once fit region for the sojourn of the Son of at once black as pitch, except that here and the Morning. So might some great painter there a sort of sullen purple heaves upon the image the First-born of the Year, till nations long slow swell, and here and there along the adored the picture.-To-morrow you repair, shores—how caused we know not-are seen, with hermit steps, to the Mount of the Vision, but heard not, the white melancholy breakers! and,

Is no one smitten blind? No! Thank God! “Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell,"

But ere the thanksgiving has been worded, an Spring clutches you by the hair with the fingers airquake has split asunder the cloud-city, the of frost; blashes a storm of sleet in your face, night within the day, and all its towers and and finishes, perhaps, by folding you in a wind- temples are disordered along the firmament, to ing-sheet of snow, in which you would infalli- a sound that might waken the dead. Where bly perish but for a pocket-pistol of Glenlivet. are ye, ye echo-hunters, that grudge not to -The day after to-morrow, you behold him- purchase gunpowder explosions on Lowood Spring-walking along the firmament, sad, but bowling-green at four shillings the blast? See! not sullen-mournful, but not miserable-dis- there are our artillerymen stalking from batturbed, but not despairing-now coming out tery to battery-all hung up aloft facing the towards you in a burst of light-and now fad-west-or “each standing by his gun" with ing away from you in a gathering of gloom-- lighted match, moving or motionless, Shadoweven as one might figure in his imagination a figures, and all clothed in black-blue uniform, fallen Angel. On Thursday, confound you if with blood-red facings portentously glancing you know what the deuse to make of his in the sun, as he strives to struggle into heaSpringship. There he is, stripped to the buff ven. The Generalissimo of all the forces, who -playing at hide-and-seek, hare-and-hound, is he but—Spring ?-Hand in hand with Spring, with a queer crazy crony of his in a fur cap, Sabbath descends from heaven unto earth; and swandown waistcoat, and hairy breeches, Lod- are not their feet beautiful on the mountains ? brog or Winter. You turn up the whites of Small as is the voice of that tinkling bell from your eyes, and the browns of your hands in that humble spire, overtopped by its coeval amazement, till the Two, by way of change trees, yet is it heard in the heart of infinitude. of pastime, cease their mutual vagaries, and So is the bleating of these silly sheep on the like a couple of hawks diverting themselves braes-and so is that voice of psalms, all at with an owl, in conclusion buffet you off the once rising so spirit-like, as if the very kirk premises. You insert the occurrence, with were animated, and singing a joyous song in suitable reflections, in your Meteorological the wilderness to the ear of the Most High. Diary, under the head-Spring. On Friday, For all things are under his care—those that, nothing is seen of you but the blue tip of your as we dream, have no life-the flowers, and nose, for you are confined to bed by rheuma- the herbs, and the trees—those that some dim tism, and nobody admitted to your sleepless scripture seems to say, when they die, utterly sanctum but your condoling Mawsey. "Tis a perish-and those that all bright scripture, piiy. For never since the flood-greened earth whether written in the book of God, or the on ner first resurrection morn laughed around book of Nature, declares will live for ever! Ararat, spanned was she by such a Rainbow ! If such be the character and conduct of By all that is various and vanishing, the arch Spring during one week, wilt thou not forget seems many miles broad, and many miles high, and forgive with us--much occasional conand all creation to be gladly and gloriously duct on his part that appears not only inexgathered together without being crowded plicable, but incomprehensible? But we canplains, woods, villages, towns, hills, and not extend the same indulgence to Summer clouds, beneath the pathway of Spring, once and to Autumn. SUMMER is a season come to more an Angel-an unfallen Angel! While the the years of discretion, and ought to conduct tinge that trembles into transcendent hues fad- himself like a staid, sober, sensible, middleing and fluctuating--deepening and dying-aged man, not past, but passing, his prime. now gone, as if for ever--and now back again Now, Summer, we are sorry to say it, often in an instant, as if breathing and alive-is felt, behaves in a way to make his best friends

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