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NOTES OF THE HUNT. 



rich. An' then, folks keeps telegraphtin' to him an' 

 worryin' him all the time." 



Thanks to Dwight's care, the New Yorkers had 

 stock quotations from Wall Street sent them every two 

 or three days ; and it was possible on Thursdays to get 

 prices only thirty-six hours old. Many an hour the 

 obliging operator at Baysville sat up to receive them. 

 A special place was made, by the major-domo of the 

 Club House, where these despatches could be seen. It 

 was the same nail from which our looking-glass — or 

 was it the boot-jack ? — was suspended. Whether this 

 arrangement was made to tickle the vanity of the best- 

 looking of the party, if he has any vanity, which is a 

 fair question ; whether it was because the spot was the 

 best in the room for both warmth and light, bemg near 

 the fire-place and by a window ; or whether the matter 

 was one of mere chance, is no business cf the His- 

 torian. But very trivial matters are sometimes made 

 much of in Camp, where *' life is made up of a great 

 bundle of little things," rather than " a little bundle of 

 great things." Was it the Autocrat or was it the Pro- 

 fessor at the Breakfast Table who affirmed the first of 

 these propositions ? It was surely the Divinity Stu- 

 dent who preferred the other. 



It began to be observed that Chandler was very ob- 

 servant. Sometimes he looked knowing — at others 

 quite absorbed ; but we thought he had his weather eye 

 and ear open — his heart always was — and we knew that 

 he had a note book, which he would pretend to consult 

 by the fire, or would scribble in while ostensibly admir- 

 ing nature from the window. " What in thunder are 

 yoti doing with a note-book, Albert ? " said the man 

 with the analytical mind. Ain't one fellow enough to 



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