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manding, and there was something in 
it, partly derived from the aquiline 
nose and partly from the shutting of 
the mouth, which made you think of the 
imperial eagle. 
‘(His greeting as he entered, was at 
once frank and cordial, and showed you 
the sincere true man. ‘Howkind it is,’ 
he said, with a slight French accent and 
in @ pensive tone, ‘to come to see me; 
and how wise, too, to leave that crazy 
city.’ He then shook me warmly by 
the hand. ‘Do you know,’ he contin- 
ued, ‘how I wonder that men can con- 
sent to swelter and fret their lives away 
amid those hot bricks and pestilent va- 
pours, when the woods and fields are all 
so near? It would kill me soon to be 
confined in such a prison house; and 
when I am forced to make an occasional 
visit there, it fills me with loathing 
and sadness. Ah! how often, when I 
have been abroad on the mountains, 
has my heart risen in grateful praise to 
