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  �Don�t never prophecy unless you know!�
nate in the re-establishment of the United
States, or if so it will be on the ruins of Slavery.
  Finally that had the Union continued its re-
cent career of prosperity, corruption and inso-
lence, it must have got itself embroiled in a
war with Britain on some two-penny ha�penny
question (really who should or should not be
President) � so that if one could only look at
it as an Englishman, apart from inevitable
American sympathies, it would not be without
some consolation.
  21.  Sunday.   Haney and Jack Edwards
up in my room, found Cahill there.     Out
with the two first, down Broadway, which
was like a fair, full of people waiting
the appearance of other regiments on their
march southwards.      The throng was so dense
that we turned off into a side street, near Canal.
In the rear of St. Paul�s churchyard, by an
engine-house, from a tree, there dangled an
effigy, purporting to be �Jeff. Davis, a
traitor.�     Over to Brooklyn, by the Hamil-
ton Avenue Ferry, a walk of some ten blocks,
to Alf Waud�s residence.     He had invited
Haney and myself to a day�s fishing and
at Haney�s instance, included Jack.      He               
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