He would stand at the front door and explain, "Dinner is over long ago." He cared personally for about thirty oil lamps each day, trimmed the wicks with his fingers, and then wiped them on his trousers.

Also did the carving standing at the table and cleaning the dull knife on the same right side--so the effect was startling.

One day when he had been ill for a short time his wife said: "Dr.Dixi Crosby is coming this way now, I'll call him in." "Don't let him in now," he begged, "why d---- it, I'm _sick_!" I must not omit the strictly veracious witness who was sworn to testify how many students were engaged in a noisy night frolic at Norwich.

"As fur as I know, there was betwixt six and seven." "Webb Hall," who today would figure as a "down and out," made many amusing statements.

"By the way I look in these ragged clothes, you might take me for a Democrat, but I'm a red hot Republican." He was obsessed by the notion that he had some trouble with a judge in Concord, New Hampshire.