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  Every night I long for you & often I think of our rare happy days together -- and then when I go to the League &c. & people call me by my own name with difficulty, & invariably ask me about you within a minute & a half, and that is the end of the conversation, while they turn to flirt with Wheelock or talk with some one else, it makes me so sore that it troubles my dreams, and I can hardly help wishing in my despair that I had never met you.

  The other day at MacDou-