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the run; if the heavens be hung with black; if 

 "blue devils" are on your trail, then as the shades 

 of night fall deep o'er Packingtown, hie ye to HILL, 

 and let him make prescription. There is cheer 

 a-plenty in the dinner of which he consents to be 

 the architect. 



