Anything you like happens in Fable-land. Wicked folks die a propos (for
instance, that death of Lady Kew was most artful, for if she had not
died, don't you see that Ethel would have married Lord Farintosh the next
week?)--annoying folks are got out of the way; the poor are rewarded--the
upstarts are set down in Fable-land,--the frog bursts with wicked rage,
the fox is caught in his trap, the lamb is rescued from the wolf, and so
forth, just in the nick of time. And the poet of Fable-land rewards and
punishes absolutely. He splendidly deals out bags of sovereigns, which
won't buy anything; belabours wicked backs with awful blows, which do not
hurt; endows heroines with preternatural beauty, and creates heroes, who,
if ugly sometimes, yet possess a thousand good qualities, and usually end
by being immensely rich; makes the hero and heroine happy at last, and
happy ever after. Ah, happy, harmless Fable-land, where these things are!
Friendly reader! may you and the author meet there on some future day.
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