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father, on Keimer's saying he expected soon to get the greatest part of the 
business into his own hands, drew him on by artful questions, and starting 
little doubts, to explain all his views, what interests he reli'd on, and in 
what manner he intended to proceed. I, who stood by and heard all, saw 
immediately that one of them was a crafty old sophister, and the other a mere 
novice. Bradford left me with Keimer, who was greatly surpris'd when I told him 
who the old man was. 
Keimer's printing-house, I found, consisted of an old shatter'd press, and one 
small, worn-out font of English which he was then using himself, composing an 
Elegy on Aquila Rose, before mentioned, an ingenious young man, of excellent 
character, much respected in the town, clerk of the Assembly, and a pretty poet. 
Keimer made verses too, but very indifferently. He could not be said to write 
them, for his manner was to compose them in the types directly out of his head. 
So there being no copy, but one pair of cases, and the Elegy likely to require 
all the letter, no one could help him. I endeavor'd to put his press (which he 
had not yet us'd, and of which he understood nothing) into order fit to be 
work'd with; and, promising to come and print off his Elegy as soon as he should 
have got it ready, I return'd to Bradford's, who gave me a little job to do for 
the present, and there I lodged and dieted, A few days after, Keimer sent for me 
to print off the Elegy. And now he had got another pair of cases, and a pamphlet 
to reprint, on which he set me to work. 
These two printers I found poorly qualified for their business. Bradford had not 
been bred to it, and was very illiterate; and Keimer, tho' something of a 
scholar, was a mere compositor, knowing nothing of presswork. He had been one of 
the French prophets, and could act their enthusiastic agitations. At this time 
he did not profess any particular religion, but something of all on occasion; 
was very ignorant of the world, and had, as I afterward found, a good deal of 
the knave in his composition. He did not like my lodging at Bradford's while I 
work'd with him. He had a house, indeed, but without furniture, so he could not 
lodge me; but he got me a lodging at Mr. Read's, before mentioned, who was the 
owner of his house; and, my chest and clothes being come by this time, I made 
rather a more respectable appearance in the eyes of Miss Read than I had done 
				

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