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60 who had generally begun life on a Farm, raced their horses. I will never forget the tiresome drives I was obliged to take by the side of my Uncle after his speedy plugs whois [[whose]] only style to me seemed to consist in trying to pull as Far apart as possible. The real Fashion of New York was then centered between 14th Street and Washington Square on lower 5th Avenue. Central Park was very raw, and for that matter has always remained so. Under the virulent and untutored protection of the N.Y. Times, it has remained a combination of Play Ground, back yard and Air space for the neighbors, which is absolutely with out beauty or preconcieved [[preconceived]] plan. Nature alone being it guardian X My old enemy came upon me again in January '72 and I lay helpless in bed for two months. Trained X Christmas of this year I went home to Chicago. Our family was still sharing the house of Dr Jones. The ruins of 140 Michigan Ave were still smouldering. It had been my Father's custom to lay in the stock of winter's coal during the summer, which was stored in the cellars. The brick walls having fallen over these piles of coal it continued burning most of the winter.