but for the pamphlets and blue-books by which they were too often accompanied.  It is not difficult to imagine the feelings of a Parisian on receiving two quarto volumes, with the postage only in part pre-paid, containing the proceedings of a Committee on Apprenticeship in the West Indies, and including the twelve or fifteen thousand questions and answers on which the Report was founded.  It would be hard to meet with a more perfect sample of the national politeness than the passage in which M. Dumont acknowledges one of the less formidable of these unwelcome gifts.  “Mon cher Ami,—­Je ne laisserai pas partir Mr. Inglis sans le charger de quelques lignes pour vous, afin de vous remercier du Christian Observer que vous avez eu la bonte de m’envoyer.  Vous savez que j’ai a great taste for it; mais il faut vous avouer une triste verite, c’est que je manque absolument de loisir pour le lire.  Ne m’en envoyez plus; car je me sens peine d’avoir sous les yeux de si bonnes choses, dont je n’ai pas le temps de tue nourrir.”

“In the year 1817,” Lady Trevelyan writes, “my parents made a tour in Scotland with your uncle.  Brougham gave them a letter to Jeffrey, who hospitably entertained them; but your uncle said that Jeffrey was not at all at his ease, and was apparently so terrified at my father’s religious reputation that he seemed afraid to utter a joke.  Your uncle complained grievously that they travelled from manse to manse, and always came in for very long prayers and expositions. [Macaulay writes in his journal of August 8, 1859:  “We passed my old acquaintance, Dumbarton castle, I remembered my first visit to Dumbarton, and the old minister, who insisted on our eating a bit of cake with him, and said a grace over it which might have been prologue to a dinner of the Fishmongers’ Company, or the Grocers’ Company.”] I think, with all the love and reverence with which your uncle regarded his father’s memory, there mingled a shade of bitterness that he had not met quite the encouragement and appreciation from him which he received from others.  But such a son as he was!  Never a disrespectful word or look; always anxious to please and amuse; and at last he was the entire stay and support of his father’s declining years.

“Your uncle was of opinion that the course pursued by his father towards him during his youth was not judicious.  But here I am inclined to disagree with him.  There was no want of proof of the estimation in which his father held him, corresponding with him from a very early age as with a man, conversing with him freely, and writing of him most fondly.  But, in the desire to keep down any conceit, there was certainly in my father a great outward show of repression and depreciation.  Then the faults of your uncle were peculiarly those that my father had no patience with.  Himself precise in his arrangements, writing a beautiful hand, particular about neatness, very accurate and calm, detesting strong expressions, and