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"Ah?" said the Tinker

"Many a great writer has been spoiled by fashion and success,

for, so soon as he begins to think upon his public, how best to

please and hold their fancy (which is ever the htway Genius spreads abroad his pinions and

leaves hi man, you smile, I think?"

"No," said I

"Well, supposing a writer never had no gen'us--how then?"

"Why then," said I, "he should never dare to write at all"

"Young fellow," said the Tinker, glancing at en'us then?"

Nohen my companion said this I fell silent, for the very

sufficient reason that I found nothing to say

"Lord love you!" said he at last, seeing me thus "hipped"--"don't

be downhearted--don't be dashed afore you begin; we can't all be