"Mr. Trollope amply bears out in the work the reputation he acquired by 'Barchester Towers.' We regard the tenderness and self-sacrifice of Linda as one of the most graceful and touching pictures of feminine heroism in the whole range of modern novels."--John Bull
heir way to the pages of Charles Dickens.
Despite the advent of electric tramways, Hampton would still be recognized by the three clerks, 'the little village of Hampton, with its old-fashioned country inn, and its bright, quiet, grassy river.' Hampton is now as it then was, the 'well-loved resort of cockneydom'.
So let us alight from the tramcar at Hampton, and look about on the outskirts of the village for 'a small old-fashioned brick house, abutting on the road, but looking from its front windows on to a lawn and garden, which stretched down to the river'. Surbiton Cottage it is called. Let us peep in at that merry, happy family party; and laugh at Captain Cuttwater, waking from his placid sleep, rubbing his eyes in wonderment, and asking, 'What the devil is all the row about?' But it is only with our mind's eye that we can see Surbiton Cottage--a cottage in the air it is, but more substantial to some of us than many a real jerry- built villa of red brick and stucco.
Old-fashioned seem to us the fo