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SKETCHES BY A PRACTISING ARCHITECT, 

 No. III. 



King. How fares our cousin Hamlet? 



Ham. Excellent i 'faith : of the chamelion's dish I eat — the air : 

 Promise-crammed : you cannot feed capons so. 



Shakspeare. 



The young practitioner, however, must not im- 

 agine that old Fullmoney (see No. 1.) is brought 

 forward as the representative of architectural patron- 

 age in the mass. Although he is to be met with too 

 frequently, we have yet an equal chance of encoun- 

 tering employers of the paynaught class : kind, easy 

 gentlemen, who, in their zeal to do you " some 

 service," give you the advantage of their necessity 

 for your professional aid ; afford you a " grand op- 

 portunity" for advertising your taste to their visitors 

 or some passing Pericles ; take especial care that 

 you shall be practically informed as to all the troub- 

 les and perplexities of your line of business ; alter- 

 nately goad you with the spur of expedition, steady 

 you with the curb of caution, cheer you with the 

 pat of approbation ; and, at length, dismiss you 

 with, — "very well, indeed, for a beginner," and, — 

 " you '11 get on in time, no doubt." 



Doubtless, you will say, opportunity for display is 

 a good thing. The eloquence of palpable archi- 

 tecture is greater than that of mere architectural 

 design. But, they who strive for means must have 

 the means to strive ; and, without a little hay in the 

 mean while, the horse cannot wait for the grass to 

 grow. Where the regular practitioner would demand 

 twenty-five guineas, the young " beginner" may ex- 

 pect a five pound note. Mr. Paynaught's parting 

 encouragement may prove of no more value than 

 J- r/72arfo'5 *" remuneration," which Costard wisely 

 supposed was " the Latin word for three farthings," 



*See Love's Labour Lost, Act iii. sc. 1. 



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