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I would sail to-day if I had anybody to take charge of my family & help them through the difficult journeys commanded by the doctors. Clemens read a notable paper that year before the Monday Evening Club. Out of it, however, grew a number of those private social gatheringswhich Clemens so dearly loved--small luncheons and dinners given at hisown table. The words are always the same in number--they are only about a dozen--there is no rhyme--there is no poetry.
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