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questionable personal qualities of the it continues to be applied to them, it present emperor. I am more disposed is an eternal homily on the duties of to agree with the second part of Lord their station. The hero of Scinde Byron's line than the first
was not far wrong when he said that “There fell the greatest, nor the worst of men.” all soldiers were by nature gentlemen.
History is filled with gentlemanly IRENÆUs.- If he was not cruel, soldiers, always the best. The bare some of his marshals were, and they mention of Sydney and Raleigh will were undeniable soldiers.
suffice us here; and we ought not to TLEPOLEMUS.—But not gentlemen forget our then enemies, but now fast by birth or education; so they pre- friends, and their gentle heroes, Henri served in an elevated rank the feeling3 Quatre, and Condé, and Villars, and of the class they had quitted, in many Saxe, with his respects at least. Their chief fault was that they took no trouble to
Messieurs, veuillez tirer les premiers," restrain their men. We are not dis- addressed to the enemy with a bow cussing any character that falls short before action. This gentleness is reof the ideal soldier. I cannot help lated to humanity as honour is related thinking that the perfect gentleman to honesty; it is not an effort of prinand perfect soldier are convertible ciple, but bred in the bone. Of our terms, every gentleman in esse being Peninsular heroes, none was more the soldier in posse. Froissart and all gentle or brave than Hill. And there the medieval writers consider these is one more. Need I pame him? terms convertible. And we read in He was a sterp man in the serviceChevy Chace
was the Iron Duke; but he had a “ Many a gallant gentleman rough lot to deal with, and no bed of Lay gasping on the ground.”
roses to lie on, between his countryThe gentleman and soldier are one, men, his allies, and the enemy-the because the soldier's character is a latter being his least difficulty. But compound of gentleness and manli- see the man of war become the man ness, without both of which qualities of peace, and judge him thus; for I he is incomplete.
say that, after all, it is the warrior IRENÆUS.- I always considered who makes, when the wars are over, the term gentleman to apply rather the most perfect man of peace. It is to birth in those times than to con- enough that he was the idol of the duct. You remember, perhaps, the children of his friends, of those young lines
beings who saw nothing in him but a Within the bounds of Annandale
mild old man. They did not know The gentle Johnstones ride
of Torres Vedras or Vittoria ; but They have been there a thousand years, they knew that he kept a stock of A thousand yet shall bide."
shillings, new from the mint, in his Now these Johnstones, though their pockets on purpose to give them. family was as old as the Cheviot hills, They knew him as their silver mine. were probably very rough-and-ready IRENEUS.-Yet his name was the customers; nor did they ride along the Iron Duke. Border merely to air their horses. TLEPOLEMUS.- A name that will They were moss-troopers; which is last as long as history. But iron, the same as saying many things you know, will grow warm or cold; which did not tell in favour of their it is a substance of universal applicagentleness.
tion; it does not, like stone, express TLEPOLEMUS.—At all events they stiffness, coldness, an inexorable narode, and rode well, and that is more ture: it is only strong, and firm, and than your men of peace do; and it enduring, nor easy to break and bend. appears they were exemplary boys, He was the Iron Duke. Yet Copenand did not go out of bounds. But hagen, the horse he rode at Waterloo, whether they were gentle by nature, was by his order turned out to grass or only in name, it is certain that for the remainder of his life, as a this name was applied to the well- reward for bearing bim safely through born, from the conduct by which they that day of days; and though he gave were originally distinguished; and as short answers to impertinent corre
spondents, reminding them that he do not fear you much, for you have was Commander of the Forces, and come to the attack out of breath, like not a Jack-of-all-trades, yet, if they the third of the Cariatii; nor quite could help it, his old servants never unwounded either. I think I bave left him; and blessings for kind deeds, little to fear from your remaining and kind words no less good for them history, for the cistern must be dry than deeds, done and spoken to the by this time. You have probably poor, and those dependent on him done as young divines often do, who -blessings fervent and strong and let out their whole reservoir of dividhumid in the eye, and more numerous ity in their maiden sermon, and is by far than its own scant silver hairs, consequence appear as dry and as followed, in God's good time, that tough as oak-chips in their seconi. laurelled head to the grave.
I am ready for you with a fifty-borse This is my case for the defence. power of passive resistance. But how, in your attacks on soldiers, TLEPOLEMUS. — Do you think came you not to think of Cromwell ? soldiers in spirit the same as mr.
IRENÆUS.-Cromwell, like Maho- derers ? met, must be considered to have IRENÆUS.- As the greater is to the become a soldier only because he was lesser. Murderers are not necessarily a fanatic, and to have applied the cruel, any more than soldiers. strong common-sense with which he TLEPOLEMUS, — Did you never was endowed to the science of war- hear of a Friend being hung for very successfully too. If it had not murder ? been for his fanaticism, he would have IRENÆUS.—Never! we always read remained a butcher at Huntingdon. them out first. TLEPOLEMUS.—You are right in
TLEPOLEMUS.-Transparent sophisconsidering Cromwell scarcely a case try! The being hong does not conin point. Though, if he was a mere stitute the murderer, but the deed of impostor in his religion, he was an blood. Men of your body have muratrociously cruel man. But he cer- dered, but they have not been suffered tainly was not. All fanatics are apt to obey God's law in expiating their to become impostors in many things; guilt; because when they do so, they because in that they are fanatics they no longer belong to your body. Tbus are ready to sacrifice truth, honesty, it seems to me that this system of and morality in general, to the reading out las only the effect of triumph of their views. It is impos- staining your society with unexpiated sible to mistake the sly twinkle in crime. But I do not mean to lay the corner of the eye of a genuine too great stress on this. Men of fanatic. Sidney Smith proposed to peace are not often murderers, any deal with fanaticism, not by contro- more than warriors are. But there versy, but by asking it to dinner. If is a spirit of murder inherent in I were to do so, I think I should sub- society, more damaging to human stitute electro-plate spoons for silver. happiness than the overt act which The Jesuits of all religions are alike the law punishes. Such a spirit is to in many respects. Cromwell was a be found in the selfish hard-heartedPuritan Jesuit. When he believed ness habitual to those accustomed to people Amalekites, he was destitute look at their fellow-creatures through of mercy or pity ; but I do not think the inverted spy-glass of trade. Men him on that account to be regarded are dwarfed into worthless, feelingas a cruel man. A cruel man is one less puppets. They are spoken of, whose pleasure is the infliction of pain. not as souls or as heads, but as Domitian, whose imperial amusement " hands." was to kill flies, is to my mind the IRENæus.- Well, so they are ou model cruel man; I think you will board ship; and the soldier speaks of find that cruel men have in general then as " sabres and bayonets." been men of peace, and that men of TLEPOLEMU8.-The nautical term peace are often cruel men.
had manifestly its origin in the merIRENÆUS.—I suppose you think chant-service. As to the military you have parried my thrusts, and term, it is pictorial and poetical, and
our turn is come now. But I has nothing to do with the moral of
But the hard-heartedness innumerable. Those were the days of of men of peace consists in looking dances on the green, shooting-matches, at man as a machine for achieving maypoles, music, and madrigals. It physical well-being. To those accus- seems now as if May-day had changed tomed to lay great stress on the pre- its nature, because it has ceased be servation of life, all the little adjuncts honoured. England was merry Engof physical well-being become of exag- land then, instead of being, as it is gerated importance. Thus, to enbance now, the land of the seldom-smiling, luxury for a few, the faces of the many where men breathe the atmosphere of are ground in mills ; and the wood Trophonius' cave. If our young yeoand iron of which those mills are men were all rifles, and our gentlemen made, are looked upon in the same mounted rifles, those times might light as the blood and bone of God's come round again. But, firstly, your image which sets them going. It is men of peace must be put down. not bread alone the poor want, as IRENÆUS.- Why sigh for the restohorses want oats ; it is cheerful and ration of vanities? innocent recreation for which they are TLEPOLEMUS.-Have you no vaniathirst. But he is a cruel man who ties? What are your expensive dinwould deprive his horse of a roll and ners, your curiously ventilated houses, a gallop in the meadow. So he is a your stuffed carriages with ascent becruel man who does not care for the tween the wheels, your cushioned dorrecreation of the poor. You may mur
mitories called pews, your public der a man's life as effectually by de- meetings, but vanities ? I cannot help stroying hope and happiness out of it, thinking a shooting-match in the open as by cutting his throat.
air, refreshed by a moderate conτας γάρ ηδονάς
sumption of sound ale or cider, infiόταν προδώσιν άτινδρες, ου πθημ' εγώ
nitely less a vanity than a spoutingγήν τούτον, αλλ' έμψυχον ηγούμαι νεκρόν. Αcia, enlivened by the indefinite
match in an atmosphere of carbonic Labour is a duty for us all; but la- sumption of human pig's-wash, called bour is a duty, because it is not a bad tea. But you men of peace pleasure, but the curse ; and though would keep your vanities to yourwe undertake it cheerfully ourselves, selves, and let the poor have none, at we ought to do all we can to mitigate least of an innocent kind, for they it for others. Now, I maintain that have vanities of another. Hence it is the almost entire disappearance of the that young Hodge has no other idea of innocent pleasures of the poor from pleasure but that of nocturnally stupethe face of our country, is owing to two fying himself with Cocculus indicus, things. The first is, that Puritanical under the name of beer, till he finds leaven which has remained by us ever he cannot get money to drink fast since the so-called reign of the saints, enough ; and then poor Mary, who has as a meet punishment for the crimes been pining at home, is dragged to the of that epoch ; poisoning our social altar by a brute beast that hath no happiness, embittering our domestic understanding,” who wants a slave relationships, infecting the very cur- and not a wife, to wash that he may rent of our ideas, and showing itself swill; and utter misery ensues, wbich often when we least expect it, as in- is only modified by the Act for aggraeradicable as those livid stains in the vated assaults removing her, for a marble, which seem, from time to time, from the power of her tyrant. time, to come from the interior to the This is the state of things brought surface, on purpose to spoil the pure about by you men of peace among the beauty of the Ariadne of Dannecker. labouring classes.
Man's pleasures The second is the unwarlike spirit of are only of the vilest character, while utilitarianism. When the nation was woman's have been utterly abolished. a nation of warriors, and every pea. I am now going to make a bold assersant was an archer, as every gentle- tion; but as there are no ladies to man was a man-at-arms, and even hear me, I am not afraid of being
I do think the Cockneys had a military organi- tossed in a blanket. sation, then did the necessity of war- that the philosophy of the teapot is like exercising produce merry-makings for men, whatever it be for women, a false philosophy; and that no good not the Russians, still less the French, ever came of public meetings inaugu- but the Chinese. If we do not hate rated with libations of tea. We know each other like poison, we do much that the only goddesses of old who the same; we poison each other like would have no wine offered to them, hate. For all this, I say nothing were the Furies. I do not object to tea against tea as a medicine, bat I repsas a sort of consolatory medicine ; but diate it as a source of inspiration. I do object to it as a source of inspira- Wine has been a stereotyped inspirer tion. I cannot see much good in a of poets. Even water has done its thing that is out of the pale of poetry. part in spite of Horace. Does not Some have tried to make tea-songs; Pindar say it is the best thing? Water but their kettle did it much better is sister of wine, and not its aptaroTheir Te-Deums were inexpressibly nist. There is plenty of poetry in tedious.
water, and painters can do nothing IRENÆUS.—But is not tea the beve- without it. Its presence is the life rage of the Celestials ?
of the country, and countrifies the TLEPOLEMUS.-Don't try to be a town. Those two words, * living humourist; it is not your line. I sup- water," are instinct with beauty. How pose you will say that Hebe poured out we pity the poor Londoners, and al tea next, when the text expressly such as are obliged to drink it dead! says véktap éwvozóet, proving nectar Water for ever! if you will not tez. to have been a wine, probably as Burns immortalises John Barleycorn; hard to get anywhere but at gods' Byron “the sober berry " and the tables, as Schloss Johannisberg is "sublimes" weed; but tea has found anywhere but at courts. But I'll no poet to praise it but poor Cowper, venture to say, if she did make tea, who had all the plack knocked out of that her husband would have none of him at Eton, and was embittered into it. He could never have got through rather old-ladylike tastes. We have his twelve labours upon it. But heard of generous wine and pare tea was certainly not nectar, because water — we have heard of " bois it is a godless drink. Bacchus was water;"_but who ever heard of holy the god of wine, Ceres the goddess of tea? Tea is essentially heretical and oivos kpıdivos, or malt-liquor. Prome- heterodox, associated with Anti-Corntheus may have been the cider-god, for Lawmeetings, Rights of Woman meethe was bound in the land of õidnpos- ings, Schism, Bloomerism, Mesmeroidnpouýtwp aia; and Pales may have ism, Mormonism, and every other been not impossibly the goddess of abomination. Irenæus, I shall begin pale ale.
to hope to see you at church when I IRENÆUS.-There I have you on hear that you have given up drinking the hip. She may just as well have tea. been the goddess of tea. Does not IRENÆUS.—You have launched out Virgil say,
“ Te quoque, magna into a sea of tea, and have not yet Pales?"
proved men of peace cruel. All your TLEPOLEMUS. – I will tell Mrs history, as I said before, is out. Irenæus of that pun when I go back ; TLEPOLEMUS.-Not quite. What you shall catch it, you backslider. do you say to the doings of those But as to the Chinese Celestials, of men of peace who took possession of whom you thought first, they send us North America? There was satire tea vindictively, because we send them in the man who said, “When the opium. Tea is considered a medi- French colonise, the first thing they cine, and not
a beverage, all over the do is to build a fort; when the Spancontinent of Europe, and, before the iards do, the first thing they set up continent was Anglicised, was is a church ; when the British do, the little understood in some parts that first thing they set up is a tavern or on one occasion the leaves were served a shop.” That so-called treaty with up to Mr and Mrs Bull, the decoction the Indians was abominable cruelty. having been thrown away. But If your broad-brimmed ancestors had medicine and poison are the same in attacked them with rifle and bowieod the same in Homeopathy. knife, as their descendants do, it would
real national enemies are have been intelligible to the red-skins,
but the war of the ledger and the fire- and yellow-feverish air of manufacwaters they did not understand. If turing towns. I say that the tastes of they had, the result would have such a man ought to be respected. You been different. The scalp-locks which have no right to civilise him against grew under the broad-brims would his will. And I should like to know soon have ornamented the leggings who is most civil—the red gentleman, of the Strong Wind, or Black Eagle, smoking the pipe of peace in his wigor Oiled Lightning, Chiefs of the wam, or the yellow snob chewing toCherokees, or have dangled from the bacco in his store? Try them both flounces of their squaws. It was this by asking for a night's lodging. Irefear of being scalped that was the næus, do you call scientific men emprobable cause of that main article phatically men of peace ? of religion of the Quakers, the un- IRENÆUS.— Yes, in that they are german custom of wearing the hat in scientific, decidedly. Prince Rupert all presences.
Your grandfathers himself was a man of peace so far as did it to keep temptation out of the he was scientific. sight of the Indians. The Turks TLEPOLEMUS.—Good! A book fell curse, by wishing one's soul as little into my hands lately. It gave an acrepose as the hat of a German ; they count of the effects of different poisons might bless, by wishing it as much as injected into the veins of living dogs, the hat of a Quaker enjoys. Perhaps cats, and rabbits ; describing with this custom, so unnecessary now, is apparent zest—at all events with a sort of penance for the wrongs done minute interest—the agonies of the the poor Indians, when they were poor beasts, which generally termicheated out of their birthright for nated in death. It seems to me that red cloth and beads, which their he who could inflict such misery on squaws probably would not let them that noblest of animals, the semirefuse. Poor fellows, they little human dog, might have been put in thought, when they gave up a few the dock with the wretch who apacres of their hunting-grounds to the peared in a London police - court, plough, it would end by their being charged with roasting a cat alive. elbowed into the setting sun. It is a Now, do you think any soldier could favourite maxim with our political have written that book? You do not economists, that men have no right answer. I am sure you agree with to inhabit the earth, unless they cut There are other occupations it all up—that they have no right to which harden man's heart more than live, unless they are settled. But war. I say that the man who could the sons of Ishmael have a divine have done that for the sake of science, right to be unsettled; and is not the was desert theirs to this day?
“A fingering slave, But what right have you to say One who would peep and botanise that a red nobleman may not keep Upon his mother's grave,” his buffalo-drives or wild-turkey covers to himself, just as much as a white after having dissected her first for the nobleman may preserve his game on sake of science. No soldier could his own ground here at home? Be- have written that, or sportsman either; cause you are no sportsmen your- for a sportsman is only a warrior out selves, can you be satisfied with no- of work, and his worst cruelties are thing short of making an end of accidental. sport? for I dare say, in your hearts, IRENÆUS.—That is a new field for you want to do the same at home. us to fight on. But the night is getTastes differ. One man likes to live ting cold. I am shaken, but not conwith a million others, and breathe vinced. Let us to my inn; we will with them foul air, and drink with hear it out there. them filthy water; another likes to TLEPOLEMUS.-So be it. We will live with nature, and in the country meet again at Philippi, without partwhich God made, preferring the song ing now. Let me take your arm. of the bird to the squeak of the mouse, I took his arm, for he is taller and and “the blue vault of heaven, with bigger than I am. As we strolled its cresset so pale," to the gas-lighted round the harbour, our attention was