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Ulysses

was already several shillings to the bad having in fact let
himself in for it. Still to cultivate the acquaintance of
someone of no uncommon calibre who could provide
food for reflection would amply repay any small.

Intellectual stimulation, as such, was, he felt, from time to
time a firstrate tonic for the mind. Added to which was
the coincidence of meeting, discussion, dance, row, old
salt of the here today and gone tomorrow type, night
loafers, the whole galaxy of events, all went to make up a
miniature cameo of the world we live in especially as the
lives of the submerged tenth, viz. coalminers, divers,
scavengers etc., were very much under the microscope
lately. To improve the shining hour he wondered whether
he might meet with anything approaching the same luck
as Mr Philip Beaufoy if taken down in writing suppose he
were to pen something out of the common groove (as he
fully intended doing) at the rate of one guinea per column.
My Experiences, let us say, in a Cabman’s Shelter.
The pink edition extra sporting of the Telegraph tell a
graphic lie lay, as luck would have it, beside his elbow and
as he was just puzzling again, far from satisfied, over a
country belonging to him and the preceding rebus the
vessel came from Bridgwater and the postcard was
addressed A. Boudin find the captain’s age, his eyes went

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