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`` The river is not what it used to be , '' said I ; `` I do n't know what , but there 's a something -- a dampness -- about the river air that always starts my lumbago . '' `` It 's the same with me , '' said George . `` I do n't know how it is , but I never can sleep now in the neighbourhood of the river . I spent a week at Joe 's place in the spring , and every night I woke up at seven o'clock and never got a wink afterwards . '' `` I merely suggested it , '' observed Harris . `` Personally , I do n't think it good for me , either ; it touches my gout . '' `` What suits me best , '' I said , `` is mountain air .