ABOUT BUYING A HORSE. 35 



" Lovely night ! lovely night ; 



Some have called thee dark and drear 1 

 But the light ; but the light ! 

 Is to me not half so dear." 



Idiotic !— it can't be dark and drear if it's lovely, and vice 

 versa. And if the light to him (the singer) is not half so 



dear, what price did he pay for his gas or candles ? 



Dreamy state. . . . Cramp generally . . . feel as if I were 

 in irons . . . stiff as the Mesmerised Boy who used to sleep 

 in the air (as I'm doing now) with his elbow supported by a 

 stick .... Boulogne almost obliterated : every second it 

 is becoming .... fainter and fainter . . . 



Happy Thotight {this time).~Vm quite well. Fainter and 

 fainter, but Pm 7iot. Sleep, gentle sleep ! Wonder how 

 much I shall have to give the sailor, on landing, for the use 

 of his tarpaulin and P-jacket. Sleep on it. "^ * * " Folke- 

 stone in v\Q\N^' says the tarpaulin man at my elbow. 



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