Salem, June 17, 1846.
My Dear Sir, -- I presume the publishers will have sent you a copy of "Mosses from an Old Manse" the latest (and probably the last) collection of my tales and sketches. I have read your occasional notices of my productions with great interest -- not so much because your judgment was, upon the whole, favorable, as because it seemed to be given in earnest. I care for nothing but the truth; and shall always much more readily accept a harsh truth, in regard to my writings, than a sugared falsehood.
I confess, however, that I admire you rather as a writer of tales than as a critic upon them, I might often -- and often do -- dissent from your opinions in the latter capacity, but could never fail to recognize your force and originality in the former.
Yours very truly,
E. A. Poe, Esq., New York.
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