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Title: Roundabout papers (From the Cornhill magazine) To which is added, The second funeral of Napoleon; The four Georges; The English humorists of the eighteenth century; Critical reviews and selections (from Punch)
Year: 1800 (1800s)
Authors: Thackeray, William Makepeace, 1811-1863
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Publisher: New York, Caxton publishing co
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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esent day ! O Scottish Chiefs, didntwe weep over you! O Mysteries of Udolpho, didnt I andBriggs Minor draw pictures out of you, as I have said . Efforts,feeble indeed, but still giving pleasure to us and our friends.** I say, old Boy, draw us Vivaldi tortured in the Inquisition,or, Draw us Don Quixote and the windmills, you know,amateurs would say, to boys, who had love of drawing. Pere-grine Pickle we liked, our fathers admiring it, and telling us(the sly old boys) it was capital fun ; but I think I was ratherbewildered by it, though Roderick Random was and remainsdelightful. I dont remember having Sterne in the schoollibrary, no doubt because the works of that divine were notconsidered decent for young people. Ah ! not against thygenius, O father of Uncle Toby and Trim, would I say a word DE JUVENTUTE. 63 ifn disrespect. But I am thankful to live in times when men nolonger have the temptation to write so as to call blushes onwomens cheeks, and would shame to whisper wicked allusions
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to honest boys. Then, above all, we had Walter Scott, thekindl), the generous, the pure—the companion of what countlessdelightful hours ; and purveyor of how much happiness ; thefriend whom we recall as the constant benefactor of our youth !How well 1 remember the type and the brownish paper of the 64 ROUNDABOUT PACERS. old duodecimo Tales of My Landlord ! I have never daredto read the Pirate, and the Bride of Lammermoor, or Kenihvorth, from that day to this, because the final is un-happy, and people die, and are murdered at the end. But Ivanhoe, and Quentin Durward ! Oh ! for a half-holiday,and a quiet ccrner, and one of those books again ! Thosebooks, and perhaps those eyes with which we read them ; and, itmay be, the brains behind the eyes ! It may be the tart was good ;but how fresh the appetite was ! If the gods would give methe desire of my heart, I should be able to write a story whichboys would relish for the next few dozen of centuries. Theboy-critic loves the story: grown

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