breach of trust or forgery, which necessitated
his flying hither and adoption of his present feigned
name. I first met him at the Pic Office, in Glover &
Levison�s time, when he consorted with little Edge, who
was his sworn admirer. He, Watson, toadied Glover
even then. He used to borrow, get money in advance on
a slimy pretence of being in danger of ejecton from his boar-
ding-house, then to squander the money in low pot-houses.
He got clothes, money &c from Haney. He was kicked
out, literally, from more than one place of public entertain-
ment. He, or an equally odious brother, was detected com-
mitting Onamism in a room of public resort. How he
starved with little Edge about the timber-yards of the North
river during the summer on which I went to England
has been chronicled. He lost his last berth, that of theatrical
critic on the Courier, for attempts at black-mailing actors.
Now he occupies the berth of another scoundrel Darcy.
A nice style of man to be drinking with! For Glover,
he is only a fool or near to it, and sensual. Has a
smooth, youngish face, rather protruding eyes, light hair
and a sensual, bad, low mouth. Dresses dandyish,
withal. Watson looks what is is, if ever man did.
Short, extremely so, reddish-haired, with a livid, unwhole-
some Londonish complexion, and a night-towering aspect.
If a mans voice may be said to sound greasy his does.
It always impresses me thus. Sat and listened,
mostly. Gun �don�t speak� to Cahill now. Says that
Cahill�s acted shabbily in other than money matters. Pro-