is, even

    after t dinner of meats and vegetables, for they suffer

    noto be ed.  If oto provide this

    provender, to read it.  the nine

    tale about Zebulon and Sophey loved as

    none rue

    love run smoot any rate,  did run and stumble, and get

    up again and go on! unate got up on to a

    steeple, wter never he belfry; and

    t  rings

    to come together and hear, O dear! how he

    did get do, I t tter

    metamorpo man

    o put ellations,

    and let till ty, and not come

    do all to bot men  time

    t rings t stir ting-house

    burn do;tip-toe-he Middle

    Ages, by ted autittle-tol-tan, to appear in

    monts; a great rus all come toget;  All this

    t and primitive curiosity, and

    ions even yet need no

    s as some little four-year-old benc

    gilt-covered edition of Cinderella --  any improvement, t

    I can see, in tion, or accent, or emphasis, or any more

    skill in extracting or inserting t is dulness

    of sigagnation of tal circulations, and a general

    deliquium and slougellectual faculties.  this

    sort of gingerbread is baked daily and more sedulously than pure

    every oven, and finds a surer

    market.

    t books are not read even by those who are called good

    readers.   does our Concord culture amount to?  this

    toions, no taste for t or for very

    good books even in Engliserature, whose words all can read and