r in a novel, she would be a
"tremendous hit."
I hope you are not belying the _good_ character I have given
of you to the boys--and are doing Elephant, Tiger, and
Rhinoceros[I] to their perfect satisfaction--though,
considering yr. predecessor--it will test your utmost
powers, not to be a wretched failure, possibly--much the
same sort of thing--as your attempting to sing a comic song
immediately after the Great Vance!!! Good Night,
Yr. affectionate Dad,
H. K. B.
The following notes have been selected from the unpublished
correspondence of "Phiz" with CHARLES DICKENS:--
MY DEAR DICKENS,
I have just got one boot on, intending to come round to you,
but you have done me out of a capital excuse to myself for
idling away this fine morning.--I quite forgot to answer
your note, and Mr. Macrone's book has not been very vividly
present to my memory for some time past. I think by the
beginning of next (week) or the middle (_certain_) I shall
have done the plates, but in the scraps of copy that I have
I can see but _one good_ subject, so if you know of another
pray send it me. I should like "Malcolm" again, if you can
spare him.
Believe me,
Yours very truly,
HABLOT K. BROWNE.
Charles Dickens, Esq.
_Sunday, Sept._
MY DEAR DICKENS,
Can you conveniently send me the subject or subjects for
next week by Thursday or Friday? as I wish, if practicable,
to start for Brussels by the Sunday's boat--a word in reply
will oblige,
Yours truly,
HABLOT K. BROWNE.
Charles Dickens, Esq.
P.S.--Upon second thoughts I send you the enclosed
epistle--(if you read it, you will find out why)--the
writer thereof is "Harry Lorrequer," alias "Charles
O'Malley"--to whose house I am going.
H. K. B.
P.S. Second--A fortnight's furlough would suit me better
than a week, if it could be managed, as I should like to
return by Holland.
MY DEAR DICKENS,
I am sorry I cannot have a touch at battledore with you
to-day, being already booked for this evening--but I will
give you a call to-morrow _after church_, and take my chance
of finding you at home.
Yours very sincerely,
HABLOT K. BROWNE.
Charles Dickens, Esq.
33, HOWLAND STREET.
MY DEAR DI
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