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The summer entries in the Journal are varied and picturesque. “My cow, of which I was fond, was found dead this morning. ... My neighbor Almy was very kind. ... I feel this a good deal, but complaining will not help matters.” “Mr. Bancroft [George], historian, brought Dr. Hedge to call after dinner. Mr. B. kissed me on both cheeks for the first time in his life. We had a very pleasant and rather brilliant talk, as might have been expected where such men meet.” She writes to Maud:-- “Mr. Alger seized upon my left ear metaphorically and emptied into it all the five-syllable words that he knew, and the result was a mingling of active and passive lunacy, for I almost went mad and he had not far to go in that direction.” And again; apropos of-- : “How the great world does use up a man! It is not merely the growing older, for that is a natural and simple process; but it is ”
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