because they are, or think they are, tipt the cold
shoulder by these same honest squires and baronets,
&c. &c. &c. who, excluded from Almack’s, in
their own fair turn and rural sphere enact nevertheless,
with much success, the part of
exclusives—and
so downwards—down to the very verge of
dirty linen. The obvious facility of practising
lucratively on this prevailing folly—of
raising 700_l_., 1000_l_., or 1500_l_. per
series,
merely by cramming the mouths of the asinine with
mock-majestic details of fine life—this
found favour with an indolent no less than sagacious
humorist; and the fatal example was set. Hence
the vile and most vulgar pawings of such miserables
as Messrs. Vivian Grey and “The Roue”—creatures
who betray in every page, which they stuff full of
Marquess and My Lady, that their own manners are as
gross as they make it their boast to show their morals.
Hence, some two or three pegs higher, and not more,
are such very very fine scoundrels as the Pelhams,
&c.; shallow, watery-brained, ill-taught, effeminate
dandies—animals destitute apparently of
one touch of real manhood, or of real passion—cold,
systematic, deliberate debauchees, withal—seducers,
God wot! and duellists, and, above all, philosophers!
How could any human being be gulled by such flimsy
devices as these?
“These gentry form a sort of cross between the
Theodorian breed of novel and the Wardish—the
extravagantly overrated—the heavy, imbecile,
pointless, but still well-written, sensible, and, we
may even add, not disagreeable, Tremaine and De Vere.
The second of these books was a mere rifacimento
of the first; and, fortunately for what remained of
his reputation, Mr. Robert Ward has made no third attempt.
He has much to answer for; e.g. if we were
called upon to point out the most disgusting abomination
to be found in the whole range of contemporary literature,
we have no hesitation in saying we should feel it our
duty to lay our finger on the Bolingbroke-Balaam
of that last and worst of an insufferable charlatan’s
productions.”—Devereux.
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BRUSSELS IN 1829.
For the education of youth of both sexes, Brussels
is one of the best stations on the continent, and
is a good temporary residence for Englishmen whose
means are limited. The country is plentiful, and
consequently every article of living moderate.
It is near England, the government is mild, and there
is no restraint in importing English books, though
their own press is any thing but free.