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n for summerwear, and we descended to the veranda and looked out over that wide,wonderful expanse of scenery. As he did soa stranger crossed the street, noticed him, and came dodging his waythrough the blockade and thrust some clippings into his hand. The Garden of Eden I now know was an unendurable solitude. Clemens presently found a little drift of hisnotes accumulating at this bank and that--a disturbing condition,

Beecher, decliningto co-operate with him in his Sunday evening services at the Opera House,and requesting him to withdraw from their Monday morning meeting. A volume of the Letters of Madame de Sevigne had someannotated margins which were not complimentary to the translator, or forthat matter to Sevigne ssal basin is filled tothe brim with snowy fog and all its seared and desolate wonders arehidden from sight. It is not one of Mark Twain's greatest stories, but its pathos brings thetears, and no one can read it without indignation toward the custom whichit was intended to oppose.