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	Doings at 132 Bleecker.
how nocturnal type-setting on the Daily News has
made the writer ill, how he has paid a day�s
visit to Sing Sing which did him �a positive and
great benefit� and then plunges into gossip.   �Stock-
ton has left the World, which has once more changed
hands and is going on with its dying in an equable
and respectable manner.�   Boweryem holds posses-
sion of my room, till I return.       �Mrs Butler
has left, Jones� distressingly close attentions are
maliciously alleged as the cause.     Mrs Ham is
back, unchanged.   x   x   �She was talking gush
assisted by Miss Tom, to an Irish captain
and one Halsted (refugees from the South, ex
pelled for refusing to fight for the holy cause of
Slavery) and a precious miouw-row-wowing
the pair kept up.   Said Ham, languishingly: �People
say I am cold.     Well, I know I am cold, but
�tis the world makes me so!�      �In Heaven�s name,
Madam!� Boweryem suggested, �why don�t you
wear flannel, then?� which brutal remark elicited
a hearty laugh from all present.     Old Jewett and
Mrs Boley bill and coo all day, he like Sydney�s
shepherd.
  �Piping as tho� he never should grow old.�
Phillips still potters over his inventions, tent &c.,
totally out of work and means.      Griswold is clerk
in Anthony�s stereoscope store and sends me pictures               
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