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What grand pictures some of these old, seared faces round us would make, if a man could only paint them  paint all that is in them, all the tragedy  and comedy that the great playwright, Life, has written upon the withered skins! WHAT GRAND PICTURES SOME OF THESE OLD SEARED FACES ROUND US WOULD MAKE IF A MAN COULD ONLY PAINT THEM PAINT ALL THAT IS IN THEM ALL THE TRAGEDY AND COMEDY THAT THE GREAT PLAYWRIGHT LIFE HAS WRITTEN UPON THE WITHERED SKINS
him with sausage at the end of a fork, regarding him all the while with an aspect of such concentrated dislike, that one wonders it does not interfere with his digestion. In a corner, a stout old woman talks incessantly to a solemn-looking man, who sits silent and drinks steadily. It is evident that he can stand her conversation just so long as he has a mug of beer in front of him. He has brought her in here to give her a treat. He will let her have her talk out while he drinks. Heavens! how she does talk! She talks without movement, without expression; her voice never varies, it flows on, and on, and on, like a great resistless river. Four young artisans come clamping along in their hob-nailed boots, and seating themselves at one of the rude wooden tables, call for beer. With their arms round the waist of the utterly indifferent Fraulein, they shout and laugh and sing. Nearly all the young folks here are laughing--looking forward to life. All the old folks are talking, remembering it. LL LIVING THINGS SHE FEEDS HIM WITH SAUSAGE AT THE END OF A FORK REGARDING HIM ALL THE WHILE WITH AN ASPECT OF SUCH CONCENTRATED DISLIKE THAT ONE WONDERS IT DOES NOT INTERFERE WITH HIS DIGESTION IN A CORNER A STOUT OLD WOMAN TALKS INCESSANTLY TO A SOLEMN LOOKING MAN WHO SITS SILENT AND DRINKS STEADILY IT IS EVIDENT THAT HE CAN STAND HER CONVERSATION JUST SO LONG AS HE HAS A MUG OF BEER IN FRONT OF HIM HE HAS BROUGHT HER IN HERE TO GIVE HER A TREAT HE WILL LET HER HAVE HER TALK OUT WHILE HE DRINKS HEAVENS HOW SHE DOES TALK SHE TALKS WITHOUT MOVEMENT WITHOUT EXPRESSION HER VOICE NEVER VARIES IT FLOWS ON AND ON AND ON LIKE A GREAT RESISTLESS RIVER FOUR YOUNG ARTISANS COME CLAMPING ALONG IN THEIR HOBNAILED BOOTS AND SEATING THEMSELVES AT ONE OF THE RUDE WOODEN TABLES CALL FOR BEER WITH THEIR ARMS ROUND THE WAIST OF THE UTTERLY INDIFFERENT FRAU LINE THEY SHOUT AND LAUGH AND SING NEARLY ALL THE YOUNG FOLKS HERE ARE LAUGHING LOOKING FORWARD TO LIFE ALL THE OLD FOLKS ARE TALKING REMEMBERING IT
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