habits, DeQuincey showed no desire to court the patronage of the great, and had but little intercourse with the lordly family of the Dalhousies.  Indeed, his only intimacy was with Mr. Craig, whose hospitality had won his heart.  He was at this time still consuming enormous quantities of opium, having never abated its use, notwithstanding his allusions to reform in the ‘Confessions.’  His two daughters, like those of Milton, cheered the domestic scenes of ’the Paddock,’ and the trio formed a circle whose interest pervaded the literary world.

DeQuincey was at that time writing for Hogg’s Instructor, a popular Edinburgh periodical, in which his articles were a leading attraction.  The Instructor was published weekly, and in addition to the pen of the ‘Opium-eater,’ could boast the editorship of the brilliant George Gilfillan.  The former of these devoted himself to a series of interesting miscellanies, in which he brought out many pen-and-ink portraits of striking power.  At times, indeed, he was almost considered joint editor; but his use of opium was so little abated, that it forbade dependence upon his pen.  The quantity of the drug consumed by him, according to report, was astonishing.  In his daily walk along the Esk, his form was easily distinguished, even at a distance, by the prim black surtout, whose priestly aspect was somewhat in contrast with his ‘shocking-bad’ hat.  DeQuincey had by this time escaped from the poverty of his early days, of which he speaks so bitterly in his ‘Confessions,’ and was, if not a man of wealth, at least in easy circumstances.  He was reputed to own a snug little estate, called ‘Lasswade;’ but he abandoned it to a tenant, and gave preference to Cockpaine, which charmed him by its romantic scenery.  His pay for contributions to the Instructor could not have been less than a guinea per page; and Hogg, its publisher (who was no relation to the Ettrick shepherd), would have given him more had it been demanded.  The Instructor was subsequently merged into the Titan, and its place of publication changed to London.

Removing from Cockpaine, my initiation into Edinburgh life was through an acquaintance with the noted publishing house of the Messrs. Black, who were then getting out their splendid edition of the Encyclopedia Brittanica.

This vast enterprise, which cost L25,000, was highly profitable, through the energy and cleverness of Robert Black, who conducted it.  Among other distinguished contributors, I frequently met in its office Mr., subsequently Lord, Macaulay, who furnished the articles on ‘Pitt,’ ‘Canning,’ and other distinguished statesmen.  Although at that time a man of slender means, Mr. Macaulay refused compensation for these papers, on the score of strong personal friendship.  However, he received an indirect reward, more valuable than mere gold, since Robert Black was his strong political supporter, and frequently presided at public meetings held to further