Monday, December 25, 1865 — The daily dispatch
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cent "bird had flown. Teecie Ray had limped
off to the nursery.
Next morning,*at breakfast, I was introduced
to the family. I found them, on the whole,
pretty much what 1 had expected. My Cousin
George had developed into a pompous portly
paterfamilias ; and, in spite of his cool proles'- j
sions of pleasure, was evidently very sorry to
ace me. The Mamma Rutland just couute
'■ nanced me, in a manner Ihe most frigidly po- ;