I am more than ever in the state of mind I told you about that evening; I want a first-class wife.

I have kept an eye on all the pretty girls I have come across this summer, but none of them came up to my notion, or anywhere near it.

I should have enjoyed all this a thousand times more if I had had the lady just mentioned by my side.

The nearest approach to her was a Unitarian minister from Boston, who very soon demanded a separation, for incompatibility of temper.

He told me I was low-minded, immoral, a devotee of 'art for art'-- whatever that is: all of which greatly afflicted me, for he was really a sweet little fellow.