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�The Fashionable Boarding House.� So I went
to the Office, saw Picton and ascertained that
the article was but an ill-written, voluntary, and
isolated one.         The anticipation of rivalry, how-
ever so stirred me that I did an enormous day�s
work on it.
			May.
     To the 15th                   .          A host of things
must pass unchronicled.     I have been busy, occa-
sionally in great health and spirits, with intervals
of subjection to the fiend again, who has tortured 
me as horribly as during the winter.      As I write,
I have passed through four days of this.   The
attacks are ever the same.  I have a foreshadowing
of unaccountable depression of spirits.   I rise one
morning with a heavy lethargic feeling about the brain,
strange nervous pains in the spine (between the shoulders)
and a frightful sensitiveness and irritability to ex-
ternal impressions.    The sound of a horn blown in
the street terrifies me.          I descend to breakfast
with no great appetite, or want of it.   I go down-
town � anywhere for a five mile walk.    Pains and
depression continue, developing into a frightful
maddening head ache.    A very little thing wearies me.
The afternoon is the climax. �
  I�ll write no further of it.   God help me out of
this.   It has lasted too long, now.