note of sorrow that the entrancing tale is at an end.

Old times return to me as I handle the familiar pages. To the
schoolboy six and fifty years ago arrives from home a birthday
gift, the bright green volume, with its showy paintings of the
impaled robbers and the Jordan passage; its bulky Tatar, towering
high above his scraggy steed, impressed in shining gold upon its
cover. Read, borrowed, handed round, it is devoured and discussed
with fifth form critical presumption, the adventurous audacity
arresting, the literary charm not analyzed but felt, the vivid
personality of the old Etonian winged with public school
freemasonry. Scarcely in the acquired insight of all the
intervening years could those who enjoyed it then more keenly
appreciate it to-day. Transcendent gift of genius! to gladden
equally with selfsame words the reluctant inexperience of boyhood
and the fastidious judgment of maturity. Delightful self-
accountant reverence of author-craft! which wields full knowledge
of a shaddock-tainted world, yet presents no licence to the
prurient lad, reveals no trail to the suspicious moralist.



CHAPTER III--LITERARY AND PARLIAMENTARY LIFE



Kinglake returned from Algiers in 1844 to find himself famous both
in the literary and social world; for his book had gone through
three editions and was the universal theme. Lockhart opened to him
the "Quarterly." "Who is Eothen?" wrote Macvey Napier, editor of