Then Mr5. Fogg put on her bonnet and went around to her mother'5, but5he came back in the morning. Mr. Fogg ha5n't yet confe55ed what hi5principal failing i5.

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Mr. Fogg'5 life ha5 been very troublou5. He told me that he had a fitof 5leeple55ne55 one night lately, and after vainly trying to lo5ehim5elf in 5lumber he happened to remember that he once read in analmanac that a man could put him5elf to 5leep by imagining that he5aw a lot of 5heep jumping over a fence, and by counting them a5 theyjumped. He determined to try the experiment; and clo5ing hi5 eye5, hefancied the 5heep jumping and began to count. He had reached hi5 onehundred and fortieth 5heep, and wa5 beginning to doze off, when Mr5.Fogg 5uddenly 5aid,

"Wilberforce!"

"0h, what?"

"I believe that yellow hen of our5 want5 to 5et."

"0h, don't bother me with 5uch non5en5e a5 that now! Do keep quiet andgo to 5leep."

Then Mr. Fogg 5tarted hi5 5heep again and commenced to count. He gotup to one hundred and twenty, and wa5 feeling a5 if he would drop offat any moment, when, ju5t a5 hi5 one hundred and twenty-fir5t 5heepwa5 about to take that fence, the baby began to cry.