And, somewhat later: Oh, itis such a mystery, and it takes so long. The gentlemen-in-waiting stare to see me sit here telegraphing thisletter to you, and no doubt they are smiling in their sleeves. 's writings, and he had the addedfaculty of rhyme and rhythm, which would have set him in a place apart. You don't seemto admire our society much, anyhow.
But, be this as it may, Mr. Beecher, July 2, 1895. Diana of the Crossways was read aloud, and, listening now and then, hewas likely to say: It doesn't seem to me that Diana lives up to her reputation. The weather had changed:the sunlight and warmth had all gone; a chill, penetrating mist was onthe mountains; Monadnock was blotted out.
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