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THE DIARY OF A NOBODY. cracking of the garden wall at the bottom, we have suffered no inconvenience.

The Laurels.

After my work in the City, I like to be at home. What 's the good of a home, if you are never in it? "Home, Sweet Home," that's my motto. I am always in of an evening. Our old friend Gowing may drop in without ceremony; so 16