ng as possible; butperhaps, when one has had all the world has to give, when there are nonew worlds in sight to conquer, one has a different feeling. It is not more than ten, I think. sun throwing a crinkled broad carpet of gold on the water-well, it is the perfection of voyaging. Think of it! he wrote Twichell.
The author himself wondered at it, and to Howells wrote: I don't mean that I am miserable; no-worse than that--indifferent. The theater teaches large audiences seven times a week--28 or 30 hoursaltogether--and the novels and n The things he told of Mrs. Clara Clemens, ditto.
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