I sit back now, letting life slip by and musing upon it; and I find my loneliness sweet. White, my landlady, believes his story. He refused his food,—and even when better provisions were offered him, rejected them. Such was the condition of his mind that the danger exhilarated rather than depressed him. This was his humiliation as well as hers. " "All right, teacher; I'll shave and comb my hair.
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