BYRON.' On this letter I observe Lord Lindsay remarks that it shows a noble but rather severe character, and a recent author has remarked that it seemed to be written rather in a 'cold spirit of criticism.' It seems to strike these gentlemen as singular that Lady Byron did not enjoy the poem! But there are two remarkable sentences in this letter which have escaped the critics hitherto.

Lord Byron, in this, the Third Canto of 'Childe Harold,' expresses in most affecting words an enthusiasm of love for his sister.

So long as he lived he was her faithful correspondent; he sent her his journals; and, dying, he left her and her children everything he had in the world.

This certainly seems like an affectionate brother; but in what words does Lady Byron speak of this affection?
'I _had heard he was the best of brothers_, the most generous of friends.
I thought these feelings only required to be warmed and cherished into more diffusive benevolence.

THESE OPINIONS ARE ERADICATED, AND COULD NEVER RETURN BUT WITH THE DECAY OF MEMORY.' Let me ask those who give this letter as a proof that at this time no idea such as I have stated was in Lady Byron's mind, to account for these words.