ABSTRACT
MS. will be sold (to pay expenses) aswaste paper, together with the stock in hand of a late volume of poems which fell stillborn from the press.' Even this latter-a touching effusion of the creative fancy and talented pen 'which now traces these imperfect records with a faltering hand'-has failed to move him. The town-crier is to proclaim our loss to-morrow, 'Lost, stolen, or strayed, an eminent artist and promising litterateur. (The description of his person is omitted for obvious reasons.) Had on when he was last seen the clothes of another gentleman, much worn, of which he had possessed himself in a fit or moral-and physical-abstraction. Linen (questionable) marked W. M. Swears awfully, and walks with a rolling gait, as if partially intoxicated.'
