- I gave her two guineas in money, a flitch
of bacon, a couple of fowls, and a green goose from my cottage in the country, and stuff for a callimanco petticoat. I got the manuscript, but the printer tells me that the spelling is not so right as it should be. Now, sir, as I am told you are a scoller, I would not scruple twenty pounds for a novel that you should write." "You are liberal even to munificence, sir; but at present I have no thoughts of any such composition."—"Will you favour me with your company to dinner, sir; there is to be a literary party; there is to be little Dr. Grub, and Mr. Whippersnapper, a great maker of verses; and Mr. Macculpin."—"Is Mr. Macculpin a Scotch gentleman?"—"No; damn the Scotch, I have had enough of them; though I am Yorkshire myself, they are farther north. Here there was one of them that wrote a book
