Sera tamen respexit
Libertas. -- Virgil.
A Clerk I was in London gay.
-- OKEEFE.
IF peradventure, Reader, it has been thy lot to waste the golden years of thy life -- thy shining youth -- in the irksome fi of an office; to have thy prison days prolohrough middle age down to decrepitude and silver hairs, without hope of release or respite; to have lived tet that there are such things as holidays, or to remember them but as the prerogatives of childhood; then, and then only, will you be able to appreciate my deliverance.
It is now six and thirty years siook my seat at the desk in Ming-lane. Melancholy was the transition at fourteen from the abundant play-time, and the frequently-intervening vacations of school days, to the eight, nine, and sometimes ten hours a-day attenda a ting-house. But time partially reciles us to anything. I gradually became tent -- doggedly tented, as wild animals in cages.
It is true I had my Sundays to myself; but Sundays, admira……（内容加载失败！）
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