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me in the face. Dr. Parr said it was " a beastly 

 shame for an old man not to have laid down 

 a good cellar of port in his youth"; I, like 

 the greater number, I suppose, of those who 

 write books at all, write in order that I may 

 have something to read in my old age when 

 I can write no longer. I know what I shall 

 like better than any one can tell me, and 

 write accordingly ; if my career is nipped in 

 the bud, as seems only too likely, I really do 

 not know where else I can turn for present 

 agreeable occupation, nor yet how to make 

 suitable provision for my later years. Other 

 writers can, of course, make excellent pro- 

 vision for their own old ages, but they cannot 

 do so for mine, any more than I should suc- 

 ceed if I were to try to cater for theirs. It 

 is one of those cases in which no man can 

 make agreement for his brother. 



I have no heart for continuing this article, 

 and if I had, I have nothing of interest to 

 say. No one's literary career can have been 

 smoother or more unchequered than mine. 

 I have published all my books at my own 

 expense, and paid for them in due course, 



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