animous Men respect and love), my old Vicar cried out 'How
_scan_dalously they misuse the Globe!' He was a very noble, courageous,
generous Man, and worshipped his Father in his way. I always thought I
could hear this Son in that fine passage which closes the Tales of the
Hall, when the Elder Brother surprises the Younger by the gift of that
House and Domain which are to keep them close Neighbours for ever.

Here on that lawn your Boys and Girls shall run,
And gambol, when the daily task is done;
From yonder Window shall their Mother view
The happy tribe, and smile at all they do:
While you, more gravely hiding your Delight,
_Shall cry_--'_O_, _childish_!'--_and enjoy the Sight_.

By way of pendant to this, pray read the concluding lines of the long,
ill-told, Story of 'Smugglers and Poachers.' Or shall I fill up my
Letter with them? This is a sad Picture to match that sunny one.

As men may children at their sports behold,
And smile to see them, tho' unmoved and cold,
Smile at the recollected Games, and then
Depart, and mix in the Affairs of men;
So Rachel looks upon the World, and sees
It can no longer pain, no longer please:
But just detain the passing Thought; just cause
A little smile of Pity, or Applause--
And then the recollected Soul repairs
Her slumbering Hope, and heeds her own Affairs.

I wish some American Publisher would publish my Edition of Tales of the
Hall, edited by means of Scissors and Paste, with a few words of plain
Prose to bridge over whole tracts of bad Verse; not meaning to improve
the original, but to seduce hasty Readers to study it.

What a Letter, my dear Sir! But you encourage me to tattle over the
Atlantic by your not feeling bound to answer. You are a busy man, and I
quite an idle one, but yours sincerely,

E. FITZGERALD.

Carlyle's Niece writes me that he is 'fairly well.'

Ecce iterum! That mention of Crabbe reminds me of meeting two American
Gentlemen at an Inn in Lichfield, some thirty years ago. One of them was
unwell, or feeble, and the other tended him very tenderly: and both were
very gentlemanly and well-read. They had come to see the English
Cathedrals, and spoke together (it was in the common Room) of Places and
Names I knew very well. So that I took the Liberty of telling them
something of some matters they were speaking of. Among others, this very
Crabbe: and I told them, if ever they came Suffolk way, I