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Text for Page 165 [08-28-1851]

              to voyage forth to Flushing, there to seek out a darky Camp-meeting, there
held.   Boat arriving, (not so Holmes as expected) down the breezy, sparkling
sunny East river, past Blackwells Island, Hell gate, and to Flushing
pleasantly.   There disembarking we speedily learnt that the Camp-meeting had
ended yesterday. Therefore, the boat having departed, not till 3 1/2 to return  we
rambled off inland, in vain hope of finding some little coppice, woodland or treed
nook, but none did we hap upon.   Long dusty lanes, with trees sometime margining
stone fence & flat country, myriads of insects dancing before our pathway. A breeze
abroad rendered it not unpleasant, spite of our hungering for trees.     Lay down
in shade of roadside willow, speculating in whimsical manner as to mode of existence
and nature of aboriginal inhabitants, Flushingites, in special of the tenant of an
opposite mansion.   Having settled to a moiety all points, even to his mode of dining
returned by deviant road to Flushing.   Strolled yet awhile, then dined at the
Hotel of the Place.   Then fumigating outside till 3 1/2, and the boat arriving, we
embark.   There were four or five men removing bricks from a barge adjacent � I
wonder whether a murder will ever be committed in the house that those bricks will form 
� wonder whether a brick might not supposed to feel more content at the bottom of the
cool fresh river than frying on the gritty barge-deck, � wonder were one of these 
removers
a man of imagination, would he not for sake of the pleasant plash pitch one in �
These and a hundred other whim-whams, idle to chronicle did we think of.   Return
and to Leonard Street.   Learnt that Albert Brown had called
   Two things I forgot to add to yesternight.   Gave Mrs K a letter to copy purporting
to be from  Mrs �Kill-hog� the fat and irascible old dame of 55 Franklin, unto
�Professor Barry�  testifying how that his �Tricopherous� had covered a �totally 
denuded
scalp� with luxuriant and flowing hair.   Faith he�ll prent it, in his next
advertisement.  /     The other, nought else than that �Mrs George Brown had
a desire to be introduced to me.�     Well! I�m agreable.  Said so, and
intend to read her book, as preparatory.               
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