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              being an advertising �bug-destroyer,� the boy was chaffed thereon.  Sitting beside him
it occured to my boy brain to chronicle on slate the marvellous intimation
that �Tiffin Says His Mother�s Got a Tail!� and pass it on to Barth, who
sate next.  He added to it the words �Gunn says�, and � passed it on.
Next boy wrote the like using Barths name, and this it ran the whole course
of the school room, each boy appending fresh name.    Finally, whether the boy  Thomas
who sate last handed it to Guthrie (as I think �twas;) or whether he took it,
Guthrie read it aloud, nor could he, nor boys either help grinning as
he came to the conclusion.     I have some idea that the ill-used Tiffin left
the school in consequence.
  12.  Saturday.  At the Hand all the morning, making sketch of last
night�s encampment, from one done yestermorn.     After dining with Barth,
to New York.  To Chamber Street.  No letters from Alf or home as should be.
To Webers, Canal Street boot maker; to Kentuck Hall, pictures not yet raffled.
To Del Vecchio�s, saw Davis.  To Schnieder Moreys, & then returned
to Brooklyn.
  13. Sunday.  To the Church where preaches Henry Ward Beecher, a notable of the
day.  The Church, a large one was filled. Of the Sermon I can speak but little, as
truth to tell I was dozing during the earlier half, much against mine own will. But
the day was so sultry, and on each side of me sat a lady working fan most industriously
I could not avoid it.   The effort so to do became absolutely powerful; eyelids as if leaden
and I�d find myself nod-nodding incessantly.   The latter part of Sermon I heard � a
shrewd world knowing one. An eloquent man, now using quaint or handy phrase
now lofty and imaginative.  He knows his power, & I think aims at effect.  People
on dismissal would think more of the man than what he spake of.   /     Evening after
expecting Barth�s coming some time, in vain, strolled to Sand Street & called at 
Sate awhile looking over �Home�s Everday Book,� till he & a fellow lodger returned 
a walk.   Talk of John & Jonathan. I think that half the Englishman who come hither               
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