O. Henry,
The Voice of the City
(1908)
“ You have to be a cad before you can be an artist. Well, I am for old Alabam and the Major’s store. Have you got a light, Old Hoss?” I went with Pettit to the dépôt and died hard. “Shakespeare’s sonnets?” I blurted, making a last stand. “How about him?” “A cad,” said Pettit. “They give it to you, and you sell it—love, you know. I’d rather sell ploughs for father.” ”
