These big letters.

There is a want of respectability about it, or rather a notoriety, which gives one the feeling of an absconded felon, against whom a hue-and-cry is made public.

Or if there be really any advantage in it, why should I, or any single individual, take it over the rest of our brethren?
But it has a nasty disreputable look, and I have fancied the whole day the finger of the town pointed at me, as much as to say, 'That is he! Now for the reward!' Leave this expedient to the police officers, or to those who have a taste for it.

I have none." Macready, under date of 28th September, 1840, enters in his journal: "Spoke to Webster on the subject of next year's engagement.

He said that he understood I had said that while I was comfortable at the Haymarket I would stay.