the author accuses him, and which will
excite surprise in the readers of Mr. Trevylyan's "Life." Of Lockhart
and Croker and their insolent treatment of herself and her fame in the
early part of her career, she gives a lamentable, and apparently a just
account; but stories about the underhandedness and truculence of these
discreditable founders of the modern art of "reviewing" are by this
time old stories. There is also a story about poor Mr. N. P. Willis,
which, though it consorts equally with the impression which this
_litterateur_ contrived to diffuse with regard to himself, it was less
decent to relate. When Miss Martineau left England for America, Mr.
Willis gave her a bundle of letters of introduction to various people
here; and on arriving in this country and proceeding to present Mr.
Willis's passports, she found that the gentleman was unknown to most of
the persons to whom they were addressed. A fastidious delicacy might
have suggested to Miss Martineau that her lips were sealed by the fact
that, of slight value as these documents were, she had at least
accepted and made use of them. We suppose there was no case in which,
even when repudiated, they did not practically serve as an
introduction. But Miss Martineau was not fastidiously delicate.

[2] "_Harriet Martineau's Autobiography._" With Memorials by
MARIA WESTON CHAPMAN. In 3 vols. Boston: Jas. R. Osgood & Co.

This copious retrospect appears to have been written about the year
1855, when the author had ceased to labor; having earned a highly
honorable repose, and being moreover incapacitated by serious ill
health. She appears then, at fifty-three years of age, to have thought
her death very near; but she lived to be a much older woman--for upward
of twenty years. Her motive in writing her memoirs is affirmed to be a
desire to take her good name into her own hands, and anticipate the
possible publication of her letters, an event which, very properly, she
sternly deprecates. As to these letters, however, Mrs. Chapman publishes
several, and makes liberal use of others. The reader wonders what her
correspondence would have been, since what she destined to publicity is
occasionally so invidious. Another motive with Miss Martineau appears to
have been a desire to set forth, in particular, the history of her
religious opinions--the history being sufficiently remarkable. Born
among the primitive Unitarians (the city of Norwich, her paternal home,
was,