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Text for Page 014 [09-29-1860]

	Reminiscences of Whitelaw.
possible, but his spleen rendered him, at
times, insufferable.    I fancy it grew out of
physical suffering from that same syphilitic
rheumatism which Boutcher wrote to me about,
as communicated by an acquaintance of White-
law�s.          He must have tried a free life in
London, which I, in my innocent young man
days, never suspected.   I remember a complain-
ing sort of woman who used to visit him in
his Tirchfield street lodgings, and who called
him by his Christian name of �Matthew.�   He
never volunteered any information about her;
nor did I ask him.           When she called, he�d
sometimes send me out, getting me to come a-
gain in half an hour.           He was then an
infidel of the Robert Owen and John Street
hall order and something of a Socialist; but
I think years modified his opinions considera-
bly.    Through him I saw a good deal of those
men, such as are half-told in Alton Locke,
unlovely sceptics and reformers, of London
Londonish.        Whitelaw grew out of them in
part.       He might have achieved much, but
could never have been other than an irritable,
fretting man.      But, thinking of our talks in
my architectural pupilage and an occasional
raid to Hampstead, I regret his death.       Just               
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