reading public of England. Still, I am not without a hope that the doctor's narrative may find among my countrymen some readers, whose opinion will justify the present undertaking on the part of his editor. Thus much in my own behalf. More I will not say, lest I should appear to be interpreting, without warrant, the intention of a writer who now, in his own person, claims the privilege of speaking for himself. OWEN MEREDITH.

PART I.

THE DOCTOR.

Polonius. This is too long.

Hamlet. It shall to the barber's with your beard.

Hamlet, Act II., Scene 2.

BOOK I.

The Loreley.

Wherewith she sits on diamond rocks,

Sleeking her soft alluring locks.

MILTON-Comus.