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Text for Page 069 [03-26-1851]

              Fred with his keen ^|ugly| and sometimes supernaturally sly-looking face, his acuteness,
when necessary, his business habits, his sharp appreciation of �the old man�s� interests,
his drollery and Irish sarcasm � (inherited qualities:) � should succeed in the world,
he has the elements of it, no distrust of self, or taste for intellectual pleasure.   Pelham
with his outrageously Irish, humorous phiz and relish for fun and power of saying
and seing quaint conviviality is unmatchable too.  [words crossed out]
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[word crossed out].  They call each other sons of bitches, and damn to any amount, but 
that�s
�only a way they have� and one can but laugh at it, so drolly is�t given. And
the Father too, with his rollicking humor, his energy, his business tact,  his 
earnest desire to come forth triumphant in anything, and [words crossed out],
and queer ways of expressing ^|it| [words crossed out]; � his volubility, overbearing and 
utter-
ly swamping an opponent in talk, his glorious brogue! � [words crossed out]
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 Evening at Picton�s portrait,  Cross playing the accordion part of the time, Alf
drawing, and rather splenetic.                             Sent letter to M, by this days
Mad Steamer.         Wonder how Charley spends his evenings � how dead he is
to us, now.
  27. Thursday.  Office.     Returning at sunset got my hair cut at the
Spanish barbers, the first time for I know not how many months.
  28. Friday.  Office. Evening drawing Picton�s portrait. A call from
Andrews.       Portrait finished, at Homer Hall�s invite descended and performed
whist with him,  Cross and Bradley till 11.
  29. Saturday.  Office.   Evening, Mr Royal called, and stayed a brief
space.  Down town to the Era Office, with Editorial portrait.  Found Picton
deplorably foggy, having possibly imbibed over much, and asleep mid the
perpetration of a sentence on paper.  Left, and called at Liberty Street,
saw good tempered Mrs Richardson, and went to the adjacent tavern               
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