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Noctes Ambrosianae.

No. I.

CHRISTOPHER NORTH, Esquire, Solus.

Enter Ensign MORGAN ODOHERTY.

EDITOR.

I am glad to see you, Odoherty. I am heartily glad of the interruption. I won't write any more to-night-I'll be shot if I write a word more. Ebony may jaw as be pleases. The

Number will do well enough as it is. If there is not enough, let him send his devil into the Balaam-box

ODOHERTY. I have just arrived from London. From London --The Fleet, I suppose.How long have you lain there?

EDITOR.

ODOHERTY.

I have been out these three weeks. I suppose, for any thing you would have advanced, I might have lain there till Kingdom-come.

EDITOR.

I can't advance money for ever, Adjutant. You have not sent me one article these four months.

ODOHERTY.

EDITOR.

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ODOHERTY.

EDITOR

ODOHERTY.

What sort of an article do you want ? --A poem ? Poems ! There's poetry enough without paying you for it. Have you seen Milman's new tragedy?

No; but I saw the proofs of a puff upon it for the next Quarterly. He's a clever fellow, but they cry him too high. The report goes, that he is to step into Gifford's shoes one of these days.

That accounts for the puffing; but it will do a really clever fellow, like Milman, no good.

It will, Mr North. I know nobody that puffs more lustily than yourself now and then.. What made you puff Procter so much at first?

It was you that puffed him. It was an article of your own, Ensign.

By Mahomet's mustard-pot, I've written so much, I don't remember half the things I've done in your own lubberly Magazine, and elsewhere. At one time I wrote all Day and Martin's poetry. They were grateful. They kept the whole mess of the 44th in blacking.

Then you wrote the World, did not you ?

I never heard of such a thing. They've been quizzing you, old boy. Impostors are abroad.

EDITOR.

ODOHERTY.

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Then somebody has been sporting false colours about town.11",

ODOHERTY. Like enough. Set a thief to catch a thief, You've been writing in Colbourn, they say, Master Morgan ? Not one line. The pretty boys have applied to me a dozen times, but I never sent them any answer except once, and then it was an epigram on theme selves.

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ODOHERTY.

EDITOR.

Let's hear it?

ODOHERTY.

Now! By Jupiter, I have forgotten the beginning of it. I think it was something like this:

Colbourn, Campbell, and Co. write rather so so,

But atone for't by puff and profession-
Every month gives us scope for the Pleasures of Hope,

But all ends in the Pains of Possession.

EDITOR.

ODOHERTY.

How do they get on ? Heavily, Ensign ?

De heavily! They lay out a cool hundred on advertisements every month; but Campbell does very little at least so it is to be hoped and the Subs are no great shakes. They have a miserable set of bullaboos about them—broken-winded dominies, from the manufacturing districts, and so forth. Even Hazlitt does the drama better.

EDITOR.

O, Hazlitt's a real fellow in his small way. He has more sense in his little finger, than many who laugh at him have in their heads, but he is bothering too long at that table-talk.

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ODOHERTY.

Did you see any of the Cockneys? What's the gossip about Murray's, Ridgeway's, and so forth ? Did you make a tour of the shops ?

Of course I went round them all with a bundle of discarded articles you gave me to line my trunk with, when I went to the moors last year. I passed myself off for a country clergyman, wanting to publish a series of essays. I said I had a wife and seven small children.

EDITOR.

ODOHERTY.

You have some tolerable big ones, I believe.

Which you never will have, old boy. The booksellers are a very civil set of fellows: Murray took me into a room by myself, and told me about the row between him and the Divan.

EDITOR.

What row ? and with whom?

ODOHERTY. Why, they call Murray Emperor of the West, and Longman and Company the Divan. They've fallen out about Mother Rundell's book upon cookery. I told Kitchener the next day, that I thought his own book as good a one.

Shameless fellow! Don't you remember how you cut it up? I wonder you could look the doctor in the face.

EDITOR.

ODOHERTY.

By jing ! he thought I was a doctor myself. I had a black rose in my hat, and talked very wisely about the famous mistake touching a Mr Winton of Chelsea. I'll tell you about that, too, some other time.

EDITOR. The Bishop's first two volumes are not quite the potato. I hope the others are better.

ODOHERTY

Who cares? I shall never read them. Have you seen Horace Walpole's Memoirs ?

EDITOR

have. A most charming book. A 'most malicious, prying, lying old fox.

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What a prime contributor he would have made !-but, to bę sure, he was a Whig.

ODOHERTY. So am. I.-For that matter, half your best contributors are Whigs, I take it.

EDITOR,
Mum, for that, Ensign.-But, at least, I have nothing to do with the Scotch
Kangaroo Canaille.

ODOHERTY.
They have nothing to do with you, you mean to say.

They're a dirty, dull, detestable set.—I hate them all-I despise them all except little Jeffrey

EDITOR.

ODOHERTY.

He's a clever chap, certainly, I have not given him a dressing these two years ;-) shall give you a song upon him one of these days.

EDITOR. Do.—What's a-foot among the Tumbledowns? The Holland-house gentry are chuckling very much over a little tid-bit of blasphemy, sent over by a certain learned Lord from Italy,--'tis call’d the " Irish Advent,” —’tis a base parody on the Advent of our Saviour,-'tis circulated widely among the same Thebans who blarney'd about Hogg's Chaldee.

ODOHERTY.

EDITOR.

ODOHERTY.

Hogg's Chaldee !-good. You would notice the puffs about another thing, called “the Royal Progress; "they say 'tis writ by Mrs Morgan's ex-chevalier; and I can believe it, for it is equally dull and disloyal.

Are these all the news you have picked up. How do the minor periodicals sell?

EDITOR.

ODOHERTY.

Worse and worse. Taylor and Hessey are going down like the devil.Colburn

pays like a hero, for what you would fling into the fire. The copyright of the European was disposed of t'other day for about £1600, back numą bers, plates, and all included.“ 'Twas about the best of them.

I hope old Sir Richard is thriving.

Capitally. He circulates between three and four thousand; and his advertisemerits are very profitable.-Why don't you sport a little extra matter

EDITOR.

ODOHERTY.

of cover.

EDITOR

At present mine are mostly preserves. I'll enlarge them, if you won't poach.

ODOHERTY.

EDITOR.

ODOHERTY.

EDITOR.

Depend on't, 'twill pay. I hope Nicholls gets on. Very fair. 'Tis the only Gentleman's Magazine, besides your own, What is that thing called the Gazette of Fashion? 'Tis a poor imitation of the Literary Gazette. Mr patronizes it; but this can't be true, for it attacks, very shamefully, the man who did him more good than any body else ever will be able to do him, here or hereafter.

Hercles’ vein with a vengeance! You've been studying the Ecclectic, one would think. VOL. XI.

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EDITOR Let's hear it?

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Now! By Jupiter, I have forgotten the beginning of it. I think it was something like this:

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Colbourn, Campbell, and Co. write rather so so, le potok

But atone fort by puff and profession-
Every month gives us scope for the Pleasures of Hope,

But all ends in the Pains of Possession.
How do they get on ? Heavily, Ensign ? b) eta abejoita

ODOHERTY. STUN D-heavily! They lay out a cool hundred on advertisements every monti, but Campbell does very little at least so it is to be hoped—and the Subs are no great shakes. They have a miserable set of bullaboos about them—broken-winded dominies, from the manufacturing

ing districts, and so forth. Even Hazlitt does the drama better.

EDITOR. *
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Pod 0, Hazlitt's a real fellow in his small way. He has more sense in his little finger, than many who laugh at him have in their heads, but he is bothering too long at that table-talk. 344. Proper humbug!

HOT on Syravim Did you see any of the Cockneys? What's the gossip about Murray's

, Ridgeway's, and so forth ? Did you make a tour of the shops ?

ODOHERTY. Of course I went round them all with a bundle of discarded articles you gave me to line my trunk with, when I went to the moors last year. I passed myself off for a country clergyman, wanting to publish a series of essays. I said I had a wife and seven small children. 10org sd. We ad

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ODOHERTY. Which you never will have, old boy. The booksellers are a very civil set of fellows: Murray took me into a room by myself, and told me about the roup between him and the Divan.

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wood liste Why, they call Murray Emperor of the West, and Longman and Company the Divan. They've fallen out about Mother Rundell's book upon cookery. I told Kitchener the next day, that I thought his own book as good a one.

Shameless fellow! Don't you remember how you cut it up? I wonder you could look the doctor in the face.

ODOHERTY. / By jing ! he thought I was a doctor myself. I had a black rose in my hat, and talked very wisely about the famous mistake touching a Mr Winton of Chelsea. I'll tell you about that, too, some other time.

EDITOR. The Bishop's first two volumes are not quite the potato. I hope the others are better.

ఎండser Who cares? I shall never read them. Have you seen Horace Walpole's Memoirs ?

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EDITOR. I have. A most charming book. A most malicious, prying, lying old fox. FOREVERIN PET, 3910 1929 1920

What a prime çontributor he would have made !—but, to be sure, he was a Whig.

ODOHERTY.

* EDITOR.

So am. I.-For that matter, half your best contributors are Whigs, I take it.

EDITOR,
Mum, for that, Ensign.-But, at least, I have nothing to do with the Scotch
Kangaroo Canaille.

OPOHERTY.
They have nothing to do with you, you mean to say.

They're a dirty, dull, detestable set.— I hate them all—I despise them allxcept little Jeffrey.

He's a clever chap, certainly,-I have not given him a dressing these two rears ;-) shall give you a song upon him one of these days.

EDITOR.
Do.-What's a-foot among the Tumbledowns?

ODOHERTY.

ODOHERTY.

The Holland-house gentry are chuckling very much over a little tid-bit of lasphemy, sent over by a certain learned Lord from Italy,-'tis call’d the Irish Advent,” —'tis a base parody on the Advent of our Saviour,-'tis irculated widely among the same Thebans who blarney'd about Hogg's Challee.

EDITOR.

ODOHERTY.

Hogg's Chaldee !--good, * You would notice the puffs about another thing, called “ the Royal ProTess;"—they say 'tis writ by Mrs Morgan's ex-chevalier; and I can believe t, for it is equally dull and disloyal. ha

Are these all the news you have picked up. How do the minor periodicals Sell?

EDITOR.

ODOHERTY.

Worse and worse. Taylor and Hessey ar going down like the devil. Colburn pays like a hero, for what you would Aing into the fire. The copyight of the European was disposed of t’other day for about £1600, back numa bers, plates, and all included. 'Twas about the best of them.

I hope old Sir Richard is thriving.

EDITOR.

ODOHERTY.

Capitally. He circulates between three and four thousand ; and his adrertisements are very profitable.—Why don't you sport a little extra matter

of cover.

EDITOR

At present mine are mostly preserves. I'll enlarge them, if you won't poach.

ODOHERTY.

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EDITOR.

ODOHERTY.

EDITOR.

Depend on't, 'twill pay.
I hope Nicholls gets on.
Very fair. 'Tis the only Gentleman's Magazine, besides your own.
What is that thing called the Gazette of Fashion?

'Tis a poor imitation of the Literary Gazette. Mr patronizes it ; but this can't be true, for it attacks, very shamefully, the man who did him more good than any body else ever will be able to do him, here or hereafter.

Hercles' vein with a vengeance! You've been studying the Ecclectic, onc would think. VOL. XI.

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ODOHERTY.

they say,

EDITOR.

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