Uncle Walter. By Mrs. Trollops. (Chapman and Hall.)—It still pays
apparently to reissue Mrs. Trollope's novels, which have only one value for men of this generation. They show what Mr. Trollope's would be if they were very much worse in design and execution without being changed in spirit and tone. Mrs. Trollops wrote, as her son does, social novels, and from his point of view, and many of them are clever enough, but they are deformed by a vulgarity of spirit to which he is a stranger, and a carelessness in the construction of plots to which, as he usually makes no plot, he is not liable. Uncle Walter is by no means one of the best she wrote, the character of Lord Goldstable being a mere caricature, and thos3 of all the female figures introduced distortions, bearing the relation even to caricature which the sketches in the Journal pour Rire bear to Leech's best.
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