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The sudden change from stirring city life into the retirement and inactivity of a rural home soon began to affect his health; and not being a man of much education and intelligence, his mind brooded over himself, until he became nervous and, as he thought, feeble and delicate. His nervousness failed not to do its duty in his imagination and fancy; so that, with the two in active working, a
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gradually took hold of him, and
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Oh --
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Ah --
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A pity you are so sick --
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Why, I never --
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Dear me --
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Is it possible? --
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Why, how can you live so? --
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I wonder how you survived that, --coming from various parts of the room. Not only on entering, but during his stay, he talked about his symptoms, his fears, his hopes, his dangers, in respect to his
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Occasionally he would point to his eyes, observing
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then to his cheeks, saying
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Then again, he would call attention to the thinness of his hands and arms, saying,
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He was not near the man he used to be, and he feared he never should be again. Although he was out that evening, he ought not to have been, and he expected to suffer severely through the night for it. If he had the health he once had, or the health of his friend next him, there was nothing he would enjoy more than that evening; but now he was past it. His doctor had been visiting him for years; but he didn't seem to get any better, and he thought he should have to give him up, or lose all the money he had. O dear! the room was too warm, he could not breathe; that door must be opened; that singing distracted him; he loved the piano once--now his nerves could not stand it. He thought it became young people to be very serious and devout in the prospect of an affliction which might be as melancholy as his was. But he could not remain any longer; he was afraid of stopping out nights, and therefore he must wish them good-bye and retire.
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The bore is gone, the valetudinarian has made his exit,
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O how pleased I am that he has left!
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So am I, responded Mr. Baker,
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He was not satisfied in simply telling us that he was not very well; but he must enter into a long and tedious detail of all his sicknesses,
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Well, poor man, he is to be pitied, after all. He suffers a great deal more in his imagination from his sickness than we have in reality by hearing him tell of it,
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I don't know about that,
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Is Round gone, then?
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He's no more,
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Why, he's not dead, is he? inquired Mr. Burr, quickly.
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I should not be surprised if he were; for, judging from what he said, one would expect him to die any moment.
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O no; he's not the one to die yet, be sure of that; but he's gone for the night,
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Thank goodness for his departure: I do not mean to another world, but from this company. Yet where would be the harm in wishing him in heaven, where none shall ever say they are sick?
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I see no harm in wishing a good thing like that, said Miss Bond--
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Don't be so unkind and unmerciful,
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I do not think I am so, replied Miss Bond,
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How his wife does to live with him I cannot tell,
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I suppose she is used to him,
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Come now, let us have no more talk about Mr. Round, or we shall be catching some of his diseases,
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Conversation,