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"Freundschaft, Liebe, Stein der Weisen, / Diese Dreie hoert' ich preisen, / Und ich pries und suchte sie, / Aber ach! ich fand sie nie. " -- HEINE.
During the next two years there was never a week, and seldom a day, when I did not see Storm. We lunched together at a much-frequented restaurant not far from Wall street, and my friend's sarcastic epigrams would do much to reconcile me to my temperance habits by supplying in a more ethereal form the stimulants with which others strove to facilitate or to ruin their digestions.