'Who doubts that?
How many very bad things are there that we do! But if we were to attempt to reform all our bad ways at once, we should never do any good thing.

I am not strong enough to put the world straight, and I doubt if you are.' Such was Mr Booker.
Then there was letter No.

3, to Mr Ferdinand Alf.

Mr Alf managed, and, as it was supposed, chiefly owned, the 'Evening Pulpit,' which during the last two years had become 'quite a property,' as men connected with the press were in the habit of saying.

The 'Evening Pulpit' was supposed to give daily to its readers all that had been said and done up to two o'clock in the day by all the leading people in the metropolis, and to prophesy with wonderful accuracy what would be the sayings and doings of the twelve following hours.