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Text for Page 072 [02-24-1858]

Consequently he hates Haney, myself and all the men
visitors, with all his little might, and is mortally jealous
when we stay all night.     Some time back when Haney &
I were reading aloud Dicken�s story of �The Perils of Certain
English Prisoners &c,� Ulric was so moved that he got up
wanting to take the book from my hand to read himself.
(He talks exceedingly broken English.)    Last Friday, in retalia-
tion he brought a german Schiller and would read aloud,
standing and gesticulating three thundering long poems, which, of
course, nobody understood but Haney, whom he, of all persons,
would not wish to please.    I happened to know and English ver-
sion of one of these � �The Diver�� and, on request, repeated the
whole of it, taking the wind out of Ulric�s sails in an awful
manner.    He sat and glared at me as though I were an evil
spirit, half believing I had extemporized it all, for his especial
mortification.     Anon, amidst all his piano-forte performance �
of which he gives folks more than enough � he did the �Standard-
Bearer.�    Whereupon I sang the �Ratcatcher�s Daughter� which,
it�s needless to say filled him with extreme disgust, the more
so as everybody else roared. �Vat is that� doo-dall dee-doodal-
dum?� inquired he, about the Chorus.       Also he got frantically
jealous of Grace & Haney, I beckoning him from the other
room and the piano, to observe there pose � Grace on a stool
beside Haney.     He came in like Richard the Third about to
smother children!       To see him standing up, seizing Parton�s
hand, and singing at the top of his voice, German protestations
of eternal affection � Parton�s look of part wonder, part contempt
part compassion, part goodnature � was the drollest spectacle!
Ulric so far forgets his position as to abuse us to Fanny               
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