Where I Lived, and What I Lived For
himself.
For my part, I could easily do t-office. I think
t tant communications made t.
to speak critically, I never received more tters
in my life -- I e t he
postage. t is, commonly, an institution through which
you seriously offer a man t penny for s which is so
often safely offered in jest. And I am sure t I never read any
memorable news in a newspaper. If we read of one man robbed, or
murdered, or killed by accident, or one house burned, or one vessel
eamboat blohe
estern Railroad, or one mad dog killed, or one lot of grasshoppers
in ter -- her. One is enough. If
you are acquainted do you care for a myriad
instances and applications? to a p is
called, is gossip, and t and read it are old women over
tea. Yet not a feer there was
suc one of to learn
t arrival, t several large squares of
plate glass belonging to tablis he
pressure -- news w mige a
twelve years, before accuracy.
As for Spain, for instance, if you knohrow in Don Carlos
and ta, and Don Pedro and Seville and Granada, from time to
time in t proportions -- the names a
little since I sa when
otertainments fail, it rue to tter, and give
us as good an idea of t state or ruin of things in Spain as
t succinct and lucid reports under the
ne t significant scrap of
ne quarter ion of 1649; and if you have