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Text for Page 066 [11-15-1862]

factory at the south east corner of Houston and
Greene Streets, the church opposite and several
adjacent buildings.   The flames and luminous
smoke soared upwards over the housetops, in the
clear frosty night, lighting up the city far and wide.
Smoked a pipe surveying it, then to bed.
  16.  Sunday.   In doors, scribbling and reading,
in company with Boweryem, until Morris arrived.
Just the same impracticable person as ever, weakly
envious of others presumed success; affecting that
provoking amiability that comes from essential feeble-
ness of character; �wishing� he could do this and
that; �going through the motions� of intelligent ap-
preciation of literary rot; a believer in Mc Clel-
lan, �Vanity Fair� (not the novel but the journal)
and �Les Miserables� which last extraordinary
book is not a revelation, but a menagerie of mons-
ters, stirred up artistically posed by a man who
perhaps only lacks common sense to be a splendid
genius.       Morris bored me.       He has been living on
his parents as he did on Mrs Bryant�s dupes,
for a season; doing a very small amount of lite-
rary piddlings in Vanity Fair.   Billington came
also, after supper.          By 10 with Morris, to
745.    Honeywell, young Ned Nichols and Haney
there, beside the family.      Stayed till 11, then
broke up, Morris, Haney and I dropping in
for oysters and drinks subsequently, at the invita-               
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