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right had two helps of everything on a "tabledole" bill of fare. By the way you say you'll take a "table d'ole" meal. You have no "Bill of fare" but they ask you as the dishes come along what you would like. One can never look ahead and decide before hand. Many awkward customs, but I'll soon get on. 

Monday. 

Beautiful weather. Cold and clear. This morning I went across the way to a tailor shop. I went in, asked the old gentleman to look in his books ten years back to find S.D Loring's name. I found that father had twelve years ago [striketrhough] had [strikethrough] three suits made there, it seemed strange to see on the old musty ledger (S.D. Loring.) I felt more at home right away. Clothes are very reasonable over here. One cannot pay more than thirty dollars for a dress suit and at $23 a suit, the goods are fine, all silk lining to

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music, drifting through those arches made me bow my head, and thank God that I lived. The service was most comforting, and restful. It truly was a divine service. I thought of the empty musical service you would hear, and the contrast of the two made me wish that you were here. 

To worship in such artistic surroundings, lifts a man up, and better fits him for prayer. He forgets the world. Art is a powerful stimulant when applied in this way. Such lines, such music and statues, I had never thought to find [strikethrough] in one [strikethrough] under one roof. It made me glad! When the service was over I walked home with a certain feeling of happiness, that only goes with great enthusiasm. 
A London Hotel (the kind I am stopping at) is as quiet as a tomb. They are homelike except for one reason, you know how fond I am of talking at home; here I have probably said ten

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