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Dates: during 1873-1873
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...cheerless darkness of the winter night...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: AN INDIAN LEGEND. | 6/13/1873 | See Source »

...sick to study, so cut all day, but went to see Lydia Thompson at night. She is splendid! I don't believe a word about her being over forty-five! Eliza Wethersby was charming! Seven of us took seats together and threw bouquets. She looked at us more than at any other part of the house. Must go again. Had a little supper at Parker's. For all Cowan says against late suppers, it is n't healthy to go to bed hungry, I believe...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: JONES'S DIARY. | 6/2/1873 | See Source »

...Went to the burlesque again to-night. More bouquets and melting glances from her languishing orbs in return. I applied at the stage door and sent in my card. She refused me an interview. Despair! Tried to drown sorrow after the most approved fashion. Missed the last car in consequence. Smith and Brown said they liked nothing better than walking out of a moonlight night, and watching the reflection of the-lunar rays in the water as they crossed the bridge. I know it was raining hard, and the reflection was only that of the street-lamp shining...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: JONES'S DIARY. | 6/2/1873 | See Source »

...upon my little attempts at conversation, that I had come to revere him exceedingly. But one memorable evening my idol fell from his lofty pedestal. I saw him descend to the telling of jokes, and to would-be imitation of a funny character. Alas! I went home that night with "Ilium fuit," "Ilium fuit," ringing in my ears, varied now and then with the more modern refrain of "Babylon is fallen." Years have passed since then, but the event still awakens painful echoes in my memory...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE DIGNITY OF SILENCE. | 6/2/1873 | See Source »

SHAKESPEARE.POETS have sung the praises of sleep as the restorer of strength to man's wearied frame, probably agreeing with Socrates, that a dreamless night is the pleasantest, and hence neglecting to celebrate the pleasures of sleep as well. These are not to be found in blank oblivion, nor in the incongruous, unreal, and half-recollected shadows of the hours of darkness, but in the hours of early morning. Then, like the light of the dawn going before the full radiance of the sun, the self-consciousness of each human mind precedes the full resumption of the sceptre over...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE PLEASURES OF SLEEP. | 6/2/1873 | See Source »

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