My good friend is perhaps not aware that for some time past I have given up publishing--was obliged to do so--had many severe losses--do nothing at present in that line, save sending out the Magazine once a month; and, between ourselves, am thinking of disposing of that--wish to retire--high time at my age--so you see--" "I am very sorry, sir, to hear that you cannot assist me" (and I remember that I felt very nervous); "I had hoped--" "A losing trade, I assure you, sir; literature is a drug.

Taggart, what o'clock is it ?" "Well, sir!" said I, rising, "as you cannot assist me, I will now take my leave; I thank you sincerely for your kind reception, and will trouble you no longer." "Oh, don't go.

I wish to have some further conversation with you; and perhaps I may hit upon some plan to benefit you.

I honour merit, and always make a point to encourage it when I can; but,--Taggart, go to the bank, and tell them to dishonour the bill twelve months after date for thirty pounds which becomes due to-morrow.

I am dissatisfied with that fellow who wrote the fairy tales, and intend to give him all the trouble in my power.