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March 20th '54 Bill Guess, died aged 22. ThA thoughtless, strong, generous animal nature, fond of direct pleasures, eating, drinking, women, fun &c.—Taken sick with the small-pox, had the bad disorder and was furious with the delirium tremens.—Was with me in the Crystal Palace,—a large broad fellow, weighed over 200.—Was a thoughtless good fellow.— Peter — —large, strong boned youn fellow, driver.—should guess he weigheds 200180.—Free and candid to me the very first time he saw me.—Man of strong self-will, powerful coarse feelings and appetites—had a quarrel,—borrowed $300——left his father's, somewhere in the interior of the state^—fell in with a couple of gamblers— —hadn't been home or written there in seven years.—I liked his refreshing wickedness, as it would be called by the orthodox.—He seemed to feel a perfect independence, dashed with a little resentment, toward the world in general.—I never met a man ^that seemed to me, as far as I could tell in 40 minutes, smore open, coarse, self-willed, strong, and free from the sickly desire to be on society's lines and points.— George Fitch.—Yankee boy—driver.—Fine nature, amiable, of sensitive feelings, a natural gentleman—of quite a reflective turn. Left his home because his father was perpetually "down on him".—When he told me of his mother, his eyes watered.—Good looking, tall, curly haired black-eyed fellow, age about 23 or 4—slender, face with a smile—trowsers tucked in his boots—cap with the front-piece turned behind.—
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