It would be a mistake to fancy that this tendency to confound real merit and its accidents of position is at all peculiar to us or to our age. Dr. Sacheverell, by embarking his small capital of talent on the springtide of a furious political collision, brought back an ampler return for his little investment than ever did Wickliffe or Luther. Such was his popularity in the heart of love and the heart of hatred, that he would have been assassinated by the Whigs, on his triumphal progresses through England, had he not been canonized by the Tories. He was a dead man if he had not been suddenly gilt and lacquered as an idol. Neither is the case peculiar at all to England. Ronge, the _ci-devant_ Romish priest (whose name pronounce as you would the English word _wrong_, supposing that it had for a second syllable the final _a_ of 'sopha,' _i.e._, _Wronguh_), has been found a wrong-headed man by _all_ parties, and in a venial degree is, perhaps, a stupid man; but he moves about with more _eclat_ by far than the ablest man in Germany. And, in days of old, the man that burned down a miracle of beauty, viz., the temple of Ephesus, protesting, with tears in his eyes, that he had no other way of getting himself a name, _has_ got it in spite of us all. He's booked for a ride down all history, whether you and I like it or not. Every pocket dictionary knows that Erostratus was that scamp. So of Martin, the man that parboiled, or par- roasted York Minster some ten or twelve years back; that fellow will float down to posterity with the annals of the glorious cathedral: he will 'Pursue the triumph and partake the gale,' whilst the founders and benefactors of the Minster are practically forgotten. These incendiaries, in short, are as well known as Ephesus or York; but not one of us can tell, without humming and hawing, who it was that rebuilt the Ephesian wonder of the world, or that repaired the time- honored Minster. Equally in literature, not the weight of service done, or the power exerted, is sometimes considered chiefly--either of these must be very conspicuous before it will be considered at all--but the splendor, or the notoriety, or the absurdity, or even the scandalousness of the circumstances [1] surrounding the author.