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pupil at Pittsfield. My week's vacation I passed charmingly in my own quiet and pleasant room the unpropitious weather and walking securing from intrusion. I wrote six letters, five of them to the folks at Milo giving all, a call. Thanksgiving day I was not so very happy- felt uneasy, as if out of place, thought of home of last year's spent at Lucy's, when I myself 'cooked the Thanksgiving', ( thereby hangs at rate) of the cold, clear invigorating air, the deep snow, the company (Crosby's) Thanksgiving eve,--the anticipations too, of the winter the family to be united in sweet companionship as we had not been for a long time.-----

 Mr. Tinker gave a splendid discourse upon the former time compared with the present- a retrospect and comparison embodying much information upon all matters of interest, it was inspiring, truly eloquent, leading the mind back into the past, and forward to the future furnishing [gems?] for long trains of thoughts.  I am much more pleasantly situated than at Mr. Ramsey's because more independent and retired.  Miss Woodbury (my chum) and myself live as much by ourselves as if we formed a separate family almost.  We have -like thrifty housekeepers- just purchased ten pounds of candles, at a bargain, being of better quality at a less price than ordinary.  We

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