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AUTHOR OF “OUR VILLAGE,” “BELFORD REGIS," ETO
3 29 & 331 PEARL STRE ET,
brurg F. Chorley, Esq..
MY DEAR FRIEND,
But for you this book would never have existed. It has been to me throughout a source of great gratification. As I wrote line after line of our fine old Poets, many a cherished scene and a happy hour seemed to live again in my memory and my heart. But no higher pleasure can it afford me, than the opportunity of expressing to you my sincere respect and admiration for talent, especially dramatic talent not even yet sufficiently known, and for innumerable personal qualities worth all the talent in the world.
MARY RUSSELL MITFORD.
SWALLOWFIELD, NEAR READING,
THE title of this Book gives a very imperfect idea of the contents. Perhaps it would be difficult to find a short phrase that would accurately describe a work so miscellaneous and so wayward ; a work where there is far too much of personal gossip and of local scene-painting for the grave pretension of critical essays, and far too much of criticism and extract for any thing approaching in the sightest degree to autobiography.
The courteous reader must take it for what it is :-an attempt to make others relish a few favorite writers as neartily as I have relished them myself. My opinions, such as they are, have at least the merit of being honest, earnest, and individual, unbiased by the spirit of coterie or the influence of fashion. Many of my extracts will be
und to comprise the best bits of neglected authors; and 'me, I think, as the noble murder speech of Daniel Web
er, the poems of Thomas Davis, of Mrs. James Gray, of Mr. D
• Darley, of Mr. Noel, and of Dr. Holmes, will be new
the English public. Some again, as the delightful Pasantries of Praed, and Frere, and Catherine Fanshawe o difficult, if not impossible to procure; and others pos
s in perfection the sort of novelty which belongs to the gotten. Among these I may class " Holcroft's Me