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| • | H. C.
Vedder. “Can it be |
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| that Mr. Howells
gives us |
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| in his books a
fair |
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| representation
of life as he |
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| has known
it? Has his |
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| whole
experience been of |
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| this stale,
flat unprofitable |
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| sort?” |
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| • | “Has he never known |
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| anybody who has
a soul |
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| above buttons?” American |
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| Writers of
Today, 1894. |
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