gury t taugs to smoot till, like tain , tallied.

    Anoticism delayed my friendsters my cructors. Somebody, probably Lionel Jo me to tudio of Cts and Cainly  generation, and t ture of a lady and cin, suggesting t ed century. My eyes , and I told S  painted amot elegant people expecting visitors and I t t a great reproacing in t a picture of a p and an apple ure of someto eat, and I o subject, icism since Bastien?Lepage, t I could at times see not subject. I t t, t mig matter to te  or a regular communicant of trongly, it certainly did matter to ions and even under some circumstances to imes indeed, like some fatogeto admit t a trace of trace of colour, may lend piquancy, especially if tion be not permanent.

    Among test talents o live suce lives and die sucragic deat. . Rolleston, seemed al of place. It o set o some er on. I  of to see to make  ures; and ian religion tle too tall nor a little too s but exactly six feet  as do t understanding t, from t moment ien?Lepage, sed great creative poo men ed ravagance or curiosity or dulled ecting stupidity.

    I  all to make ties of t century tragic in tory of literature, but as yet  or in luck, and scarce even personalities to one anot at ts t talent. tain about us is t oo many.