text:  Again behold the future aristocrat of literary life: to-day regard him in a suit of rusty black a twice-turned stock and shirt of Isabella colour with an affecting hat: in and out of every bookseller's in the Row is he like a dog in a fair: a brown paper parcel he putteth into your hand the which before he openeth he demands how much cash down you mean to give for it: then having unfolded the same giveth you to understand that it is such a work as is not to be seen every day which you may safely swear to