Those in The Times newspaper office are perhaps the
most perfect of all.
Mr. Clowes was necessarily a man of great ability, industry, and
energy. Whatever could be done in printing, that he would do.
He would never admit the force of any difficulty that might be
suggested to his plans. When he found a person ready to offer
objections, he would say, "Ah! I see you are a difficulty-maker:
you will never do for me."
Mr. Clowes died in 1847, at the age of sixty-eight. There still
remain a few who can recall to mind the giant figure, the kindly
countenance, and the gentle bearing of this "Prince of Printers,"
as he was styled by the members of his craft. His life was full
of hard and useful work; and it will probably be admitted that,
as the greatest multiplier of books in his day, and as one of the
most effective practical labourers for the diffusion of useful
knowledge, his name is entitled to be permanently associated, not
only with the industrial, but also with the intellectual
development of our time.
CHAPTER IX.
CHARLES BIANCONI: A LESSON OF SELF-HELP IN IRELAND.
"I beg you to occupy yourself in collecting biographical notices
respecting the Italians who have honestly enriched themselves in
other regions, particularly referring to the obstacles of their
previous life, and to the efforts and the means which they
employed for vanquishing them, as well as to the advantages which
they secured for themselves, for the countries in which they
settled, and for the country to which they owed their birth.
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