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A collection of Edgar Allan Poe’s short fiction, ordered by date of publication.

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The Literary Life of Thingum Bob, Esq.

in reference to small babies of about six weeks old. But it is preposterous to descant upon such absurdity⁠—although ‘Oppodeldoc’ (whoever he is) has the unparalleled effrontery to suppose that we will not only ‘insert’ his ignorant ravings, but (absolutely) pay for them ! “Now this is fine⁠—it is rich!⁠—and we have half a mind to punish this young scribbler for his egotism, by really publishing his effusion, verbatim et literatim , as he has written it. We could inflict no punishment so severe, and we would inflict it, but for the boredom which we should cause our readers in so doing. “Let ‘Oppodeldoc’ (whoever he is) send any future composition of like character to the Hum-Drum , the Lollipop , or the Rowdy-Dow , They will ‘insert’ it. They ‘insert’ every month just such stuff. Send it to them. We are not to be insulted with impunity.”

This made an end of me; and as for the Hum-Drum , the Rowdy-Dow , and the Lollipop , I never could comprehend how they survived it. The putting them in the smallest possible minion , (that was the rub⁠—thereby insinuating their lowness⁠—their baseness,) while we stood looking down upon them in gigantic capitals!⁠—oh it was too bitter!⁠—it was wormwood⁠—it was gall. Had I been either of these periodicals I would have spared no pains to have the Goosetherumfoodle prosecuted. It might have been done under the Act for the “Prevention of Cruelty to Animals.” As for Oppodeldoc (whoever he was) I had by this time lost all patience with the fellow, and sympathized with him no longer. He was a fool, beyond doubt, (whoever he was,) and got not a kick more than he deserved.

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