ve

    t on like true idealists, rejecting the

    evidence of our senses, until at a turn in the

    crackling and actually felt t of the wall,

    and realized, alas! t he

    fire but cooled our ardor.  At first  to throw a frog-pond

    on to it; but concluded to let it burn, it was so far gone and so

    ood round our engine, jostled one another,

    expressed our sentiments trumpets, or in loone

    referred to t conflagrations wnessed,

    including Bascoms s t,

    ;tub,quot; and a full frog-pond by, we

    could turn t tened last and universal one into another

    flood.  e finally retreated  doing any miscurned

    to sleep and quot;Gondibert.quot;  But as for quot;Gondibert,quot; I

    t passage in t  being the souls powder --

    quot;but most of mankind are strangers to , as Indians are to

    po;

    It c I  he

    follo

    t, I drehe only survivor

    of t I knos virtues and its

    vices, ed in this burning, lying on his

    stomac till smouldering

    cinders beneattering to .  he had been

    he

    first moments t o visit the home of his

    fato the cellar from all sides and

    points of vieurns, alo it, as if there was

    some treasure, ones,

    a heap of bricks and ashes.

    t .  he was

    soothy which my mere presence, implied, and showed

    me, as ted, whe well was covered

    up; whank heaven, could never be burned; and he groped long

    ab