THE HEN FEVER. 



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The scene was closing ! That immense concourse of 

 . humbugs and humbugged had passed on, and I was alone 

 once more. But, a moment afterwards, I saw the head and 

 face of a comical and good-humored looking Yankee (just . 

 beneath the window), who was in the act of puffing into the 

 air a huge budget of bubbles, that danced and floated in the 

 atmosphere for a brief moment, and which, bursting, sud- 

 denly awoke me. Here is a sketch of ih% fijiale. 



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