ABSTRACT
Will I leave you to Captain Booth? Capt. Booth, Madam, has done his own business. Mr. Fielding has over-written himself, or rather under-written; and in his own journal seems ashamed of his last piece; and has promised that the same Muse shall write no more for him.1 The piece, in short, is as dead as if it had been published forty years ago as to sale.
