. Bizarre . Literary. I? I Z A R K K 1 t) 1 2 Unfor^^otten Well, Jack, are you homesick again? asked Tom, teasingly, as he enteredthe room. I declare, I dont see how you can possibly think of being home-sick, when you always look so cozy and comfortable. Oh, Tom, Im used to your sarcasm, drawled Jack, from his retreat bythe fireside,where he had remained motionless until now. Then he leisurelywithdrew his feet from their resting place, on top of the fire screen, threw a cush-ion aside, and after a few vigorous puffs on his pipe, turned toward Tom, notsmiling, only trying to smile, and said slo
. Bizarre . Literary. I? I Z A R K K 1 t) 1 2 Unfor^^otten Well, Jack, are you homesick again? asked Tom, teasingly, as he enteredthe room. I declare, I dont see how you can possibly think of being home-sick, when you always look so cozy and comfortable. Oh, Tom, Im used to your sarcasm, drawled Jack, from his retreat bythe fireside,where he had remained motionless until now. Then he leisurelywithdrew his feet from their resting place, on top of the fire screen, threw a cush-ion aside, and after a few vigorous puffs on his pipe, turned toward Tom, notsmiling, only trying to smile, and said slowly, I hope you dont find me selfishin trying to make myself comfortable, for that is about the only satisfaction I ev-er get, and I confess Tom, I am homesick. Its different with you; you knowlots of people here, but I dont, and its dreadfully lonely for me. Sometimes,Tom, just the sight of these big buildings and numerous chimneys makes me soblue, I feel like leaving this city forever. The only people I do know, are
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