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But the most valuable gift was a large portfolio filled with autograph letters of congratulation in poetry and prose from Sumner, Wilson, Mr. Sigourney, Whittier, Wood, Dana, Holmes, Whipple, and other prominent authors, with other letters signed Moses Williams, Gardner Brewer, William W. Clapp, and other "solid men of Boston."

"You might have had a few hundred dollars, at any rate," said Ferguson, "if you hadn't chosen to spend all your money when you were earning good wages." "A man must have a little enjoyment. We can't drudge all the time." "It's better to do that than to be where you are now." But Clapp was not to be convinced that he was himself to blame for his present disagreeable position.

"If he is a sailor, he probably has a dozen aliases," interposed Mr. Clapp, who had been listening very attentively. "By-the-bye, Clapp, they say he included you in his kind wishes." "Yes, sir, so I understand." "William, you never mentioned it to me!" said his wife.

"And I," said Clapp. "Never refuse a good offer, say I." Poor Aunt Deborah! She little dreamed that she was the dupe of a designing adventurer who bore no relationship to her. Ferdinand B. Kensington, as he called himself, removed the next morning to the house of Aunt Deborah.

Stanley was the last of the three to make up her mind decidedly, on the point; but at length, she also was convinced, that Mr. Clapp and this sailor had united in a conspiracy to obtain possession of her husband's estate. The chief reasons for believing this to be the case, consisted in the difference of CHARACTER and EXPRESSION between the claimant and William Stanley: the more Mr.

Burroughs began to contribute to the columns of the "Saturday Press," an organ of the literary bohemians in New York, edited by Henry Clapp. There were about sixty of these fragments.

Clapp of his wife, appearing at the parlour-door, holding his hat and cane in one hand, and running the other through his brown curls. "Wait one minute, dear, until I have put a clean collar on Willie."

Ignorance as to the meaning of simple labor terms that are in the every-day vocabulary of the "blanketstiff" was shown by Clapp in his answers to these queries: "What is direct action?" "Using force instead of lawful means." "What do you mean?" "Well, either physical force, or conspiracy." "You understand conspiracy to be some kind of force, do you?" "It may be force."

Now, aunt, as I have some errands to do, I will walk to the village and come back about the middle of the afternoon." "Won't you be back to dinner?" "No, I think not, aunt." "Very well, Ferdinand. Come as soon as you can." Half an hour later, Ferdinand entered the office of the "Centreville Gazette." "How do you do, Mr. Kensington?" said Clapp, eagerly. "Anything new?"

Clapp, and to New Orleans, as New Orleans was; but to none with more melancholy pleasure than to Alexander Barrow and E.D. White. These were both natives of the city of Nashville, Tennessee. Both came to New Orleans in early life: White, with his father when a child, and Barrow, when a young man.