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              [handwritten by Gunn]
From the Picayune!

[newspaper clipping with engraved cartoon]
  MR. SEYMOUR AS HE APPEARED IN THE PERFORMANCE OF HIS
�CLOSING ACT,� SWEARING BY HIS NOSE AND DESTROYS THE DIAMOND
LENS.

[handwritten by Gunn]
(Written by O�Brien.)

[newspaper clipping continued]
SHOCKING INSTANCE OF PROFANITY!    DEPRAVITY OF A PROMINENT
     THEATRICAL CRITIC!!!   LETTER FROM THE REVEREND HENRY
     WARD BEECHER.
TO MR. PIC.
  Sir,�It is with feelings of the utmost pain and consternation
that I observe in the columns of the Daily Times the fall of one of
my most promising disciples from a state of grace.  Mr. Charles
C. B. Seymour, theatrical critic of that paper, has, on the occasion
of a controversy connected with a carnal story entitled �The
Diamond Lens,� yielded to the counsels of Satan, and blasphemed
the most majestic features of the human countenance.
  The sanctity of the human proboscis has been always proverbial.
To tweak a nose has been the deadliest of insults ever since the
time of Ovidius Nase.  By the Roman augurs, the length and
shape of the nose was considered as an infallible indication of the
future destiny of the baby owner.  In Tristram Shandy, some of
the finest passages occur relative to the nose ; and even in Eng-
land�that land of flunkeyism, the feature has been elevated to a
high rank under the title of �the Lord knows who.�
  Mr. Seymour�s nose is of a majestic order of architecture.
Salient and threatening as the prow of an ancient trireme, which,
with brazen edge, cuts through the floating ranks of the enemy.
It is not a nose to be trifled with.  It is a feature that does not
look as if it had ever been contaminated with sacreligious sternita-
tions.  Why then blaspheme so noble an organ; so sacred a
vessel?  I sorrow over this desecration; I weep over the fall of
my friend.
  I would say more if my feelings permitted me.  But I do trust
that my beloved friend in the faith, Mr. Seymour, will do penance
for his fault in sackcloth and snuff, and that the blessed taber-
nacle of his face which he has profaned may be cleansed of his
sin.     Yours ever,
						H. W. BEECHER.

[engraved cartoon of Fitz James O�Brien]
AUTHOR OF THE DIAMOND LENS.               
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