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“Sir,” said DR. JOHNSON, “let us take a walk down Fleet Street."
A London Magazine
FOR TOWN AND COUNTRY READERS.
GEORGE AUGUSTUS SALA,
,” “BADDINGTON PEERAGE,” ETO.
VOL. V. JUDY 1862.
WARD AND LOCK, 158 FLEET STREET.
NEW YORK : WILLMER AND ROGERS.
The rights of translation are reserved.
NOTICE.-The notice that the Conductors of this Magazine cannot guarantee the return of rejected Mss. has been so often repeated, that it may be considered unnecessary to make any further and special reference to it; but the fact that it is frequently disregarded by writers who volunteer contributions, and the still more disagreeable fact that the motto of this volunteer corps appears to be offence to and defiance of all editorial opinion, constrains us to the first personal explanation we have placed upon our pages.
One Bradbury, of whom we know nothing, and of whom we desire to know as little as possible, may be taken as a specimen of the annoyance to which we now refer. This gentleman, known to fame only as the author of many unpublished, and a few unread, verses, usually signed “Quallon,” has favoured us with several quasi-poetical contributions which we did not want, and which we could not print, in justice to our readers, in TEMPLE BAR.
Our silent rejection of his Mss.-really a merciful and considerate course, if he could only see it-has exposed us to the receipt of the following letter, the prominent publication of which, on the “nailing the bat to the barn-door" principle, may perhaps save us from further contributions from this gentleman, and at the same time give to our readers some idea of the delights of the editorial chair. We prefer to give the letter without note or comment.
at your hands.
«ADVERTISER' OFFICE, LEICESTER,
"10th June 1862. “SIR, I think you have treated me in a very ungentlemanly style in reference to the poem you hold of mine, in not either returning it, or giving me a reply, per post, to my several applications. Other conduct than that you have exhibited could not, perhaps, be reasonably expected
hands. Some fine day I may repay your kindness by commenting in several newspapers with which I am connected on your ambitious but flippunt scribblings in TEMPLE BAR, over the pages of which your sub-editorial genius beams with monthly lustre. I am not unmindful of your impudent and snobbish sneer at provincial journalists in August 1858, in the Illustrated Times, in alluding to me in regard to a circumstance you no doubt remember,
“ Yours, &c.
“S. H. BRADBURY, Q."
V. Louise Emilie Beauharnais, Comtesse de Lavalette
English Art from a French Point of View. No. I.
Chapter III. The Story of the Hand
IV. The last of the Hand and the Lady