SLICK’S LETTER.

[After these sketches had gone through the press, and were ready for the binder, we sent Mr. Slick a copy; and shortly afterwards received from him the following letter, which characteristic communication we give entire—­editor.]

To Mr. Howe,

Sir.—­I received your letter, and note its contents; I aint over half pleased, I tell you; I think I have been used scandalous, that’s a fact.  It warn’t the part of a gentleman for to go and pump me arter that fashion and then go right off and blart it out in print.  It was a nasty dirty mean action, and I don’t thank you nor the Squire a bit for it.  It will be more nor a thousand dollars out of my pocket.  There’s an eend to the Clock trade now, and a pretty kettle of fish I’ve made of it, hav’nt I?  I shall never hear the last on it, and. what am I to say when I go back to the States?  I’ll take my oath I never said one half the stuff he has set down there; and as for that long lochrum about Mr. Everett, and the Hon. Alden Gobble, and Minister, there aint a word of truth in it from beginnin to eend.  If ever I come near hand to him agin, I’ll larn him—­but never mind, I say nothin.  Now there’s one thing I don’t cleverly understand.  If this here book is my “Sayins and Doins,” how comes it yourn or the Squire’s either?  If my thoughts and notions are my own, how can they be any other folks’s?  According to my idee you have no more right to take them, than you have to take my clocks without payin for ’em.  A man that would be guilty of such an action is no gentleman, that’s flat, and if you don’t like it, you may lump it—­for I don’t valy him nor you, neither, nor are a Blue Nose that ever stept in shoe leather the matter of a pin’s head.  I don’t know as ever I felt so ugly afore since I was raised; why didn’t he put his name to it, as well as mine?  When an article han’t the maker’s name and factory on it, it shows its a cheat, and he’s ashamed to own it.  If I’m to have the name I’ll have the game, or I’ll know the cause why, that’s a fact?  Now folks say you are a considerable of a candid man, and right up and down in your dealins, and do things above board, handsum—­at least so I’ve hearn tell.  That’s what I like; I love to deal with such folks.  Now spose you make me an offer?  You’ll find me not very difficult to trade with, and I don’t know but I might put off more than half of the books myself, tu.  I’ll tell you how I’d work it.  I’d say, “Here’s a book they’ve namesaked arter me, Sam Slick the Clockmaker, but it tante mine, and I can’t altogether jist say rightly whose it is.  Some say it’s the General’s, and some say its the Bishop’s, and some say its Howe himself; but I aint availed who it is.  Its a wise child that knows its own father.  It wipes up the Blue Noses considerable hard, and don’t let off the Yankees so very easy neither, but it’s generally allowed to be about the prettiest book ever writ in this country;