That was his deep glooms, his despondencies, his despairs; these had their place in each and every day along with the eagernesses.

Thus his day was divided--no, not divided, mottled--from sunrise to midnight with alternating brilliant sunshine and black cloud.

Every day he was the most joyous and hopeful man that ever was, I think, and also every day he was the most miserable man that ever was.
While he was in his apprenticeship in St.Louis, he got well acquainted with Edward Bates, who was afterwards in Mr.Lincoln's first cabinet.
Bates was a very fine man, an honorable and upright man, and a distinguished lawyer.

He patiently allowed Orion to bring to him each new project; he discussed it with him and extinguished it by argument and irresistible logic--at first.

But after a few weeks he found that this labor was not necessary; that he could leave the new project alone and it would extinguish itself the same night.