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Text for Page 057 [09-01-1856]

His report an unfavorable one.       To Post Office, Pica-
yune &c and elsewhere.        Writing all the afternoon.
  I found two bulky letters awaiting me, from
Alf Waud, on my return to New York.     One con-
tained two singular letters from old Jewell.     Ill-
spelt, ill written, with a profusion of capital letters and
much tautology, they were intended to be friendly. Alf
request me to call on the writer.
  I met Lotty to day, on her way to the theatre.
She said she had been sick, but looked well.   Bright
large dark eyes, looking brighter and darker from the
shade around them, thick black rippled hair, worn
in plain bands, arch, wilful,  childish,
freckled face, so irregular in its features yet so
fascinating that I had almost written beautiful.
Little Lotty ��!           Somehow I always associate
the idea of richness of color with her.     I know her
thoroughly.   I don�t appraise her a jot beyond her value.
One true, earnest glance of Hannah�s, one loving
prayer from her outweighs Lotty�s whole nature.
But there�s a sort of magnetic fascination about
Lotty �   �Deliver us from temptation.�
  2.  Tuesday.      Down town.       Scoville�s, the
Tribune and elsewhere.    A hurried time of it, the
excitement of which brought on the old nervous pain
in my spine.           At Leslie�s.        Writing at home.
  {3.  Wednesday  to        I lump these days together
  6.  Saturday}       being unable to pick details               
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