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Alas!\r\nposterity would be sure to conclude that they were forgeries all; that\r\nno chirographic relic of the sublime poet Glendinning survived to their\r\nmiserable times.\r\n\r\nFrom the proprietors of the Magazines whose pages were honored by his\r\neffusions, he received very pressing epistolary solicitations for the\r\nloan of his portrait in oil, in order to take an engraving therefrom,\r\nfor a frontispiece to their periodicals. But here again the most\r\nmelancholy considerations obtruded. It had always been one of the lesser\r\nambitions of Pierre, to sport a flowing beard, which he deemed the most\r\nnoble corporeal badge of the man, not to speak of the illustrious\r\nauthor. But as yet he was beardless; and no cunning compound of Rowland\r\nand Son could force a beard which should arrive at maturity in any\r\nreasonable time for the frontispiece. Besides, his boyish features and\r\nwhole expression were daily changing. Would he lend his authority to\r\nthis unprincipled imposture upon Posterity? Honor forbade.\r\n\r\nThese epistolary petitions were generally couched in an elaborately\r\nrespectful style; thereby intimating with what deep reverence his\r\nportrait would be handled, while unavoidably subjected to the discipline\r\nindispensable to obtain from it the engraved copy they prayed for. But\r\none or two of the persons who made occasional oral requisitions upon him\r\nin this matter of his engraved portrait, seemed less regardful of the\r\ninherent respect due to every man's portrait, much more, to that of a\r\ngenius so celebrated as Pierre. They did not even seem to remember that\r\nthe portrait of any man generally receives, and indeed is entitled to\r\nmore reverence than the original man himself; since one may freely clap\r\na celebrated friend on the shoulder, yet would by no means tweak his\r\nnose in his portrait. The reason whereof may be this: that the portrait\r\nis better entitled to reverence than the man; inasmuch as nothing\r\nbelittling can be imagined concerning the portrait, whereas many\r\nunavoidably belittling things can be fancied as touching the man.\r\n\r\nUpon one occasion, happening suddenly to encounter a literary\r\nacquaintance--a joint editor of the \"Captain Kidd Monthly\"--who suddenly\r\npopped upon him round a corner, Pierre was startled by a\r\nrapid--\"Good-morning, good-morning;--just the man I wanted:--come, step\r\nround now with me, and have your Daguerreotype taken;--get it engraved\r\nthen in no time;--want it for the next issue.\"\r\n\r\nSo saying, this chief mate of Captain Kidd seized Pierre's arm, and in\r\nthe most vigorous manner was walking him off, like an officer a\r\npickpocket, when Pierre civilly said--\"Pray, sir, hold, if you please, I\r\nshall do no such thing.\"--\"Pooh, pooh--must have it--public\r\nproperty--come along--only a door or two now.\"--\"Public property!\"\r\nrejoined Pierre, \"that may do very well for the 'Captain Kidd\r\nMonthly;'--it's very Captain Kiddish to say so. But I beg to repeat that\r\nI do not intend to accede.\"--\"Don't? Really?\" cried the other, amazedly\r\nstaring Pierre full in the countenance;--\"why bless your soul, _my_\r\nportrait is published--long ago published!\"--\"Can't help that,\r\nsir\"--said Pierre. \"Oh! come along, come along,\" and the chief mate\r\nseized him again with the most uncompunctious familiarity by the arm.\r\nThough the sweetest-tempered youth in the world when but decently\r\ntreated, Pierre had an ugly devil in him sometimes, very apt to be\r\nevoked by the personal profaneness of gentlemen of the Captain Kidd\r\nschool of literature. \"Look you, my good fellow,\" said he, submitting to\r\nhis impartial inspection a determinately double fist,--\"drop my arm\r\nnow--or I'll drop you. To the devil with you and your Daguerreotype!\"\r\n\r","title":"Chunk 2"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG8AJTDSB3ER53PCEAPSR7B2","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG89J1JSYKSGCE149MH9HF6A","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AMXVBNPJP6MK3JECZQ72M","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"prev"},{"peer":"01KG8AMXVFM6PAZVZE6R52K612","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"next"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:53.103Z","ts":"2026-01-30T20:49:27.932Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}