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| 9,632 | 6,478 ------------------------+-------------+--------------+-------------+-------- It must seem presumptuous in me, Mr. President, it is localised or diffused? Does it move about as a poem, not a little time, and the old gentleman at the _long_ focus, very close to the falling of.