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MEJU 



UR esteemed friend, Mr. John 

 William Bloke, of Virginia City, 

 walked into the oflBce where we 

 are sub-editor at a late hour last night, 

 with an expression of profound and 

 heartfelt suffering upon his countenance, 

 and sighing heavily, laid the following 

 item reverently upon the desk, and 

 walked slowly out again. He paused a 

 moment at the door, and seemed strug- 

 gling to command his feelings sufficient- 

 ly to enable him to speak, and then, 

 nodding his head towards his manuscript, ejaculated in a broken voice, 

 " Friend of mine — oh ! how sad ! " and burst into tears. We were so moved 



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