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Text for Page 061 [09-09-1856]

up to say good bye to me � and a little more.   The
man is a little, thin, short, spare individual, with a
withered face, very black hair and bright, cavernous eyes.
He is a Professor at the adjacent New York college,
a Presbyterian in faith, and preaches in Jersey City.
A good, consistent, but, I think, narrow minded
man, yet with a certain simplicity of heart and much
practical charity.     A strong believer in the Maine Law,
an opponent of Slavery, possessing many  American
prejudices with regard to England � which he knows only
by books, and those American books.    A believer in
Macaulay.       Orthodox to a Calvinistic degree � withal
good according to the light he walks by.          His wife
is some ten or twelve years older than himself, and
I believe a scholar � understanding Greek.    She, during
his sickness, is reported to have taken his place at
College.     She has lived much in France, her uncle,
or brother being once U. S. Consul, and now a Roman
Catholic priest.     She has written a French novel.
At table she always appears in a cap, sometimes spec-
tacles, scarcely ever converses, and her voice is an
odd silvery-drawling one.   I should think her amiable
and fond of her husband.             The boy is one of the
most extraordinary juveniles I have ever encountered.
A rosy faced, dark eyed, near sighted youth of
12 or 13, possessing a small flute-like voice, and
quite a flowing, elaborate style of eloquence.     I use
the word advisedly.       He will address himself on               
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