by the hour about Schiller or burschen life, mingling senti-
ment with sausage-eating after her honest German fashion. She
had befriended a great many poor devils and Cahill in some
$50 or so in her debt to this hour. I believe she�s gone south
again, to Norfolk Va. She knew North very well and told
me that she prevented him from committing suicide once, finding
him with a laudanum bottle, taking it away from him and blowing
him up for the cowardice of the intention. She figures in his
Novel, the �Slave of the Lamp� as Mrs Normer, and so, if I
recollect rightly, does the dog. It�s not particularly recognizable,
unlike his O�Brien �Fitz Gammon O�Bouncer.� By the bye, if
North could only have known how, four years subsequent, O�B
would filch his story � one he especially prided himself on!! O�B
might have chuckled as he did it that �the whirligig of Time brings
it�s revenges.� Apropos of Madame, she professed atheism of the
Dantonish � �my-future-will-be-annihilation� order.
Bit of absurdity occurred, today, towards the close of dinner.
Leslie beckons Mrs Potter out of the room, grinning. Poor old Miss
Sturgis had come up out of the basement, her present room, rather
drunk on the claret which Leslie supplies her with, and was fussing
about whether he had been paid by Mrs Potter!
I think I have, heretofore, jotted down only the harsher, more
unpleasing traits in Leslie�s character. Indeed this hot-foot
scribbling must necessarily be onesided. Let me now do justice
to his better side. He is, inherently, a good fellow. Like most
of us there�s three quarters good to one evil in his composition.
He has descried his success in life, purchased it by endurance
and application. He has gone without dinners when a boy in
order not to take money from his mother, has saved and work-