Filed by Fletcher Moody — Literary Correspondent I have written about many dead writers. This is the only one I helped carry. I was in Baltimore on October 3, 1849, covering the state elections for a wire service that no longer exists. It was raining — not hard, but steadily, the kind of rain that turns a dirt street into a problem. I was making my way to Gunner's Hall on East Lombard Street, which was serving as the Fourth Ward polling place...