This post, and several others to appear in due course, are generously sponsored by a gentleman-scholar from County San Francisco, supportive of the production and assessment of nasty novels, dealing familiarly with gamblers, misandrists and flashy reprobates. But, like, this one is more of a popular book for kids and stuff. We also have more of his gargantuan donation left, so continue pitching me your 18th and 19th century trash fiction stories. When I…