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"The reader has no privileges. He must, it seems, take his place in the ranks, and stand in the mud, wade in the riverm fight, yell, swear, and sweat with the men. He has some sort of feeling, when it is all over, that he has been doing just these things. This sort of writing needs no praise. It will make its way to the hearts of men without praise."
