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              shop-mate Tysoe, and got as lucid a direction to the old mans whereabouts as
�Mr  Smith London� would be.     Took the cars and 25 cents steam acceleration
into Newark.   Arrived there at about 4, an icy-hair-freezing wind blowing
about the streets, the mud-rats in the roads hardened into granite by its breath.
Divers adventures had I in essay to discover � my quest, inquires innumerable and
finally successful.   Being directed to a shop where had worked a companion of the old
mans, got his address, and posting thither made inquiry, whereat a boy sitting
at work sayeth �Why that�s my Father!� and pilots me to the domicile.   Jolly
old Collinson was seated at work as of yore; but not alone, wife, two children, girls,
and baby beside him.  Marvellously glad was he to see me � up he rose, and
insisted on the immediate imbibition of a modicum of gin from a tea-cup. Supped with
him and all of �em in great honor and glory, he descanting our last winter evening
in Jersey, enthusiastically.   And when I purposed going, he, nor wife would hear of
it � I must stop and �sleep along �o Bill Collinson.�   Much did I plead, but
sooth to say the anticipation of the deathly cold wind, and dreary walk to the Rail road
had to influence, and to the universal content of all I consented to remain.
More fumigation and imbibition; old Collinson singing the �Death of Nelson� as of
yore, and ever and anon declaring that he was so glad to see me as if I�d been his
own brother, and would ha� given twenty dollars for the same!  Finally what with
gin and hospitality he waxeth slightly bibulous, and we, as rending a perpendicular
ladder staircase to a clean whitewashed room, shaped like a Greek Delta, go to bed,
the two little children in the corner, Mrs C and baby below, and wind howling outside.
  31.  Friday.  Not being allowed to get up till breakfast was ready, lay till then.
Decent, lavation and breakfast.  Then so bright was the sun, so clear and
exhilarating the atmosphere, so dazzlingly white the snow I resolve to walk back
to New York. So resisting invites to stop �another day� � �till after dinner�,
made a triumphant farewell to all of �em and started.  Keeping along the 
Railroad Track, passed through the city, which looked as do most in America,               
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