Two criticisms have been repeated by several of those who have done me the honor of noticing my previous volume. It has been said in the first place that my life has been exceptionally bright and full, and that I cannot therefore judge for others. Nor do I attempt to do so. I do not forget, I hope I am not ungrateful for, all that has been bestowed on me. But if I have been greatly favoured, ought I not to be on that very account especially qualified to write on such a theme? Moreover, I have had,-who has not, -my own sorrows. Again, some have complained that there is too much quotation-too little of my own. This I take to be in reality a great compliment. I have not striven to be original. If, as I have been assured by many, my book has added to their power of enjoying life, and has proved a comfort in the hours of darkness, that is indeed an ample reward, and is the utmost I have ever hoped. HIGH ELMS, Down, KENT, April 1889. |