FROM J. K. PAULDING.

"It gives me great pleasure to find that you are about establishing a

literary paper at Richmond,--and I earnestly hope the attempt will be

successful. You have abundance of talent among you; and the situation

of so many well educated men, placed above the necessity of laboring

either manually or professionally, affords ample leisure for the

cultivation of literature. Hitherto your writings have been principally

political; and in that class you have had few rivals. The same talent,

directed to other pursuits in literature, will, unquestionably, produce

similar results,--and Virginia, in addition to her other high claims to

the consideration of the world, may then easily aspire to the same

distinction in other branches that she has attained in politics.

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"Besides, the muses must certainly abide somewhere in the beautiful

vallies, and on the banks of the clear streams of the mountains of

Virginia. Solitude is the nurse of the imagination; and if there be any

Virginia lass or lad that ever seeks, they will assuredly find

inspiration, among the retired quiet beauties of her lonely retreats.

Doubtless they only want a vehicle for their effusions,--and I cannot

bring myself to believe that your contemplated paper will suffer from

the absence of contributors or subscribers.

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"If your young writers will consult their own taste and genius, and

forget there ever were such writers as Scott, Byron, and Moore, I will

be bound they produce something original; and a tolerable original is

as much superior to a tolerable imitation, as a substance is to a

shadow. Give us something new--something characteristic of yourselves,

your country, and your native feelings, and I don't care what it is. I

am somewhat tired of licentious love ditties, border legends, affected

sorrows, and grumbling misanthropy. I want to see something wholesome,

natural, and national. The best thing a young American writer can do,

is to forget that any body ever wrote before him; and above all things,

that there are such caterpillars as critics in this world."

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