XVI Written Sketches Literary Sketch-Books THE true writer \vill stop everywhere and anywhere to put down his notes, as the true painter will stop everywhere and anywhere to sketch. I do not see why an author should not have a sale of literary sketches, each one short, slight and capable of being framed and glazed in small compass. They would make excellent library decorations and ought to fetch as-much as an artist's sketches. They might be cut up in suitable lots, if the fashion were once set, and many a man might be making provision for his family at odd times with his notes as an artist does with his sketches. London If I were asked what part of London I was most identified with after Clifford's Inn itself, I should say Fetter Laneó every part of it. Just by the Record Office is one of the places where I am especially prone to get ideas ; so also is the other end, about the butcher's shop near Holborn. The reason in both cases is the same, namely, that I have about had tin*3 to settle down to reflection after leaving, on the one hand, my rooms in Clifford's Inn and, on the other, Jones's rooms in Barnard's Inn where I usually spend the evening. The subject which has occupied my mind during the day being approached anew after an interval and a shake, some fresh idea in con- nection with it often strikes me. But long before I knew Jones, Fetter Lane was always a street which I was more in than per- haps any other in London. Leather Lane, the road through Lincoln's Inn Fields to the Museum, the Embankment, Fleet Street, the Strand and Charing Cross come next.