You must have had a lively time at Edinburgh from this “Beacon.” But Edinburgh is rather too small for such explosions, where the conspirators and conspired against must be guests at the same board, and sleep under the same roof.
The articles upon Madame de Staël and upon Wilks’s Protestants appear to me to be very good. The article upon Scotch juries is surely too long.
The ‘Pirate,’ I am afraid, has been scared and alarmed by the Beacon! It is certainly one of the least fortunate of Sir Walter Scott’s productions. It seems now that he can write nothing without Meg Merrilies and Dominie Samson! One other such novel, and there’s an end; but who can last for ever? who ever lasted so long?
We are ruined here by an excess of bread and water. Too much rain, too much corn!
God bless you, my dear friend!