‘But I have grown older, dear, and have seen so many bubbles break in my time that I am more on my guard. I look for something more solid now. If you are allowed to read _Uncle Tom’s Cabin_, or any part of it, pause when you have done, and compare the old negro with Lord Marmion. You laugh at the idea. What!--“the falcon crest and morion,”--“the scar on his dark brow”--will not all this throw the poor ignorant thick-lipped hero quite into the shade? Yes,--if a sparkling bubble is more glorious than a diamond shut up in a black case. Time touches the bubble, and it breaks,--I have given up my pirate-hero,--but the diamond--never mind the black case! “Uncle Tom” is a hero, and one worthy of the name.’