Regarding the books Banks is trying to get published and a talk with an engraver, John Watson. Transcription: Jones, after death, in the presence of the Almighty. One is ordered to 'Stand forth, John Jones' and they 'cast glances of deadly hate' at each other, with a world more of horrible bosh and unconscious burlesque. This [] Banks declares 'the finest piece' in the book.) Notwithstanding this state of things he ?s going to get another book if his writing stereotyped after the same way, immolating all his $ thus. Happily, by so doing he will be incapacitated for carrying out a pro
Regarding the books Banks is trying to get published and a talk with an engraver, John Watson. Transcription: Jones, after death, in the presence of the Almighty. One is ordered to 'Stand forth, John Jones' and they 'cast glances of deadly hate' at each other, with a world more of horrible bosh and unconscious burlesque. This [] Banks declares 'the finest piece' in the book.) Notwithstanding this state of things he ?s going to get another book if his writing stereotyped after the same way, immolating all his $ thus. Happily, by so doing he will be incapacitated for carrying out a project of his ? that of paying a visit to England for the purpose of kidnapping an illegitimate little girl, a daughter of his ? whose Grandmother 'wouldn't let him have her at any price.' This, he declares, he will do, and vaguely expects his new book will bring him fame and fortune. Walking out at coming I met [John] Watson the engraver. A long, thin, black-haired, evil faced, vulturous looking scoundrel. He as wont, talked of his projects and of Allie Vernon. Going into Wolf's Lager Bier cellar we sat at a table adjacent to where were Sol Eytinge and [John A.] Wood. Presently Watson produced a dozen or more letters, which he had received in consequence of his having replied to one of the un-equivocal Herald advertisements wherein 'young widow ladies' want $50. He had had assignations with these correspondents and talked for half an hour or more of them. The man is married, but, I believe, spends two thirds of his time in hunting carrion flesh. Sol hates him, and declares Title: Thomas Butler Gunn Diaries: Volume 8, page 54, August 31, 1856 . 31 August 1856. Gunn, Thomas Butler, 1826-1903
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