Peter Porcupine was more fortunate in the advocacy of the “British Critic.” That journal, albeit highly prejudiced, was a formidable opponent of the ideas of the day. Intense horror of infidelity, united to warmest loyalty to the Throne and to the Church, pervaded all its articles. It is no wonder, then, that the editor of this review[2] made it his business to patronize the trenchant pen of Peter. On the occasion of noticing “A Little Plain English,” the writer records the struggles he has had, to maintain that the new politician was from America,--how “We” were assailed, both in public and private, for “our” supposed credulity. And when the “Life and Adventures” appeared, the satisfaction of the reviewer was complete. He continued, from time to time, to congratulate himself and the public that he had been the first to discover Peter’s merits; and was by no means disposed to lose sight of him. “They who chose at that time to doubt of his existence, would be very glad, if they could, to disprove it now; but to their annoyance, and to the vexation of all Jacobins, he undoubtedly exists; and has done more towards the subversion of the French interest in America, and consequently towards restoring the ancient cordiality between that country and Great Britain, than could possibly have been expected from the efforts of any single writer. Truth,--Truth was with him; and what can long subsist against the powers of Truth and Honesty?” &c., &c. As to his style, the reviewer is indulgent:-- “That this writer is occasionally a little coarse in his style and expressions, cannot be denied; but, perhaps, he could not easily attain more refinement except at the expense of some strength; his object also appears to be to write in a popular and familiar manner.” On the other hand, the independent and radical reviewers noticed Peter with severe animadversions:--“To look into the writings of this author for _facts_ would be a waste of time.”--“We meet with a strange _farrago_ of petulance, abuse, false reasoning, and absurdity, into which it would be disgusting to enter.”--“Absurd comments, gross misrepresentations, and impudent attacks, both upon the dead and the living.”--“A writer so weak and infatuated as Peter Porcupine.”