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of the mud-image, goes its own way wholly unconscious of it & apparently of no kinship with it. ' he had read much andannotated freely. They had a steady procession of company when Mrs. house again; but I realized that if we ever enter the house again to live our hearts will break.

urposely irreverent in my life, yet oneperson or another is always charging me with a lack of reverence. myself in any way. The publication of this story recalled to Clemens's mind another heresysomewhat similar which he had written during the winter of 1891 and 1892in Berlin. There is never a month passes, he said, that I do not dream of beingin reduced circumstances, and obliged to go back to the river to earn aliving.