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A WORKMAN'S SECRET.
A funeral in Scotland, a funeral on an autumn "So is religion ; but religion is not good if you ar day, the funeral of an old man. Could aught be only allowed to choose between the hangman and thc more full of melancholy? The predominant feeling priest.” about the Scottish mountains is their great, strange, The probationer would doubtless kave found some and awful loneliness. A little church standing argument, but at this moment a turn of the road between high lone hill and deep lone sea ; a bitter brought them face to face with a tall, stout, redwind and alternate sun and shadow; the gravestones faced man, who was hurrying along, evidently, from mostly overgrown with melancholy weeds; nearly the working of his features, in great agitation. two score figures clad in decent black standing around “Well, Mr. Clarkson, whither away so fast ?" cried an open grave, some of them very old men with stern the young clergyman. faces, as knowing that soon they themselves shall Mr. Clarkson stopped and tried to speak, wiping all die, and yet no fear of death in one of them ; the the time his brow, over which the perspiration was probationer of the Scottish Church offers up a simple running down. "Mr. Robertson,” he gasped at last, prayer in his harsh, but reverent voice, and all is “ will you kindly tell me that I am a scoundrel, an finished ; the world is done with Neil Makinnon. idiot, a villain." In spite of his ferocity, his voice
Together Mr. Robertson, the probationer, and had a pleasant English ring about it. Robert Makinnon took their way from the melancholy
“Mr. Clarkson !" scene. Mr. Robertson felt very much embarrassed.
"Yes, Clarkson, that's me. Clarkson is the name He was very earnest, he had a good heart, he wanted of the man through whom children are turned out to say some word of consolation to his companion, into the cold ; it is through Clarkson that a woman of whom he knew sorrowed deeply because he sorrowed eighty is dying on the roadside; Clarkson has sent silently. Yet he conld find no word to say. It is hard helpless families into the poorhouse. That's Clarkson, to be filled full of sympathy but to be able to find no l that's me. What will my little woman say?" expression for it, to pity the deep grief of the man
And Clarkson, forgetting the profession of the man whose soul is in bitter pain and yet to be stricken with to whom he spoke, began to curse in a wholesome and a paralysis of awkwardness. Thus, while the heart of thoroughly English style. I think that the recording the young priest spoke love and consolation, his tongue angel winked, and did not set down these curses on the discoursed of the sullen day and the bitter wind, and wrong side of Mr. Clarkson's account. Perhaps they then, finding that his talking seemed to divert the even got into the other side and appeared as blessings. mind of his companion from its sorrow, he talked For here was Mr. Clarkson, as good an English farmer away, anyhow and on anything. At lasty awkwardly as ever reared sheep and cattle, brough: to this wild enough, being a young man, and apt to go plunging
place to improve Mr. Firebrace's estate. Improve. forgetfully into all kinds of topics, he stumbled on
ment he found to consist, not in clearing the land of the name of Norman Firebrace, and saw not how stones and weeds, but in clearing it of inen. Had swiftly Makinnon's cheek flushed and paled.
Burns really gone, as once he intended to go, to the " It is good for the country, I think,” he said,
West Indies as a nigger-driver, he would have found " that so many should be sent away to be happy in
himself as much at home as Mr. Clarkson in his occuAmerica or Australia."
pation of crofter driver. To see the dumb misery
of men, to hear the wailing agony of women, and the Then Makinnon broke silence. “Good for the
piteous cries of the young children was to this good country ; aye, when it is good for a man to have the
man utter agony. He himself had wife and children. life blood drained from his heart."
The bad years and crushing rents, that have ruined so "Do you not believe in emigration ?” asked the many good farmers, had driven him to act this dreadstartled probationer, " for a few years ago thou shalt ful part in the ungenial North. But he could not do cause the people to emigrate” was the first and great it. An honest man will rather drive a scavenger's commandment."
cart than fill the office of an evicting factor. To be "In emigration, yes, but not in driving out men a paid oppressor of the old and poor is the depth of and women from their homes when home is the one human degradation. Iscariot sank no further. In thing they care for."
wrath, Mr. Clarkson sought out Mr. Firebrace and " But is not the wish tu remain in one place fool. asked to be relieved from his engagement. Mr. ish ? All places are alike to God, and should be alike Firebrace replied at once by threatening an action for to the wise man."
breach of contract. Such an action would have left “Mr. Robertson, if it comes to that, what is not him without food or home for his family. And so he foolish? To spend a life heaping up gold is foolish ; to argued, as we all argue in the hour of temptation, “If pursue ambition is foolish ; philosophers tell us that I don't do it, another will," and he went on with his the pursuit of philosophy is the most foolish thing of detested duties. At last he could proceed no further. all. May it not be that to till a piece of ground His soul rose within him, and he felt as if he would your fathers tilled, to live beside the same mountain go mad. To the Rev. Mr. Robertson he always told his where your fathers kept their sheep, is the wisest thoughts and his troubles, for although the one was a thing of all? You are a Highlander, Mr. Robertson, rough and swearing farmer, and the other a somewhat although Lowland bred, and you have seen here and narrow and timid young clergyman, these two men there one of our people who has a piece of land upon had the strong unity of an honest nature and a warm which he can live, a hill pasture, a comfortable lot. heart. Now, answer me, is there a lot upon earth that man "Come with me, now," said Mr. Clarkson ; • you will would change for his ?"
see something that, perhaps, will make you under"In that you are right. He would not leave his stand what I feel," and he strode fiercely along until farm, although it only just yielded him the very the three men came to a miserable hut by the road.; scantiest living, to be made emperor of all the West. side. Half-a-dozen labourers were at work unroofing But still emigratiou is a good thing."
it. On the highway were a few tables, chairs, benches,
with budding and pots. One old woman, one young man, but hy —-, sir, tako care you don't provoke me woman, almost as old from a life of futile toil, two men, too far!” father and son, three or four childrenetood or sat, looking "Well, sir, I won't say what I think of you in your on as if they had no interest in the operation. Yet how daughter s face. could we describe their grief? The phrase “ broken: Miss Firebrace bowed gracefully, and fixed hearted” is so easy to write, so hard to understand her full, bold eyes on the man's face and smiled, not Ope here and there knows what it means, and he will haughtily, but with a quiet disdain. This man and understand, but not the others. Had you only taken his emotions rather interested her than not. Mr. these people a few miles away, say, to the other side of Firebrace did not smile. He was clever and haughty, the hill, they would have b en in bitter sorrow. At gross in figure. passions, and temper--a self-male man least once a week as many of them as could would who had made himself badly. As is the manner of such have climbed that hill to look back on the old place. men, he dominated all around him, and opposi. They would have spoken of it in such hushed tones as tion made him terrible. So he looked at Mr. Clarkson the Jew's spoke of their shining city while they wept and his face was flushed and his eye dangerous. by the sad waters of Babylon. But to drive these "No," Clarkson went on, having roused himself to people to America or to send them into a smoky, the issue, and being determined to face it out; “ you swarming city out of the fresh breezes of their loved may do your worst, but you won't terrify John Clarkgrey mountains was a ci uelty than which hell has son." none more bitter and ingenious.
" By --, I will do my worst, and I will terrily “ To see this,'' whispered Mr. Clarksou to his com you." panions, " and to know that for fifty years Scotland Clarkson cou'd say no more. Had Miss Firebrace has been full of scenes like this is to wonder at the not been here, his strong English tem per might hare power of Scottish religion. It is the most wonderful risen. and his employer might have heard an opinion tbing in the world. Any other land than this would of all he was and did that would have singled his have run with blood. Had I been that young man ears. But Clarkson was a true Englishman in his standing there, and had he been Clarkson, God forgive respect for women, and he forbore. So the rubbish" me! but I think Mrs. Clarkson would have been a was cleared away from the rich man's paih, and the widow."
carriage rolled away. As the horses began to move It is, indeed, a thing most wonderful, a thing to be Firebrace caught sight of Robert Makinnon's face and boasted of by Scotland and the Scottish Churches, slightly started. Makinnon smiled as he turned, and that, during all this long and weary war of the lords asked his friends if they would go on. of the soil against the peasants of the soil, not a drop “For all that man's seeming greatness," he said to of blood has been shed by the peasants. Many men, | himself, “he is in my power, and he knows it." women, and children have perished in the conflict from hunger, and cold, and disease ; and their deaths lie at
(To be continued.) the door of the Scottish uobility. But with a pride and faith high and strong as their own great mountaips the Scottish peasants have said, “We leave our We require the practical enthusiasm of the social vengeance to God."
reformer and the keen vision and quickened symWhile the three men stood, stern and silent, con
pathy of the statesman to remove the social and templating the work of destruction, carriage wheels
economic barriers that block the onward and were heard coming swiftly along the road. The carriage contained Mr. Firebrace and the young lady, his
upward march of the people. Free access must be daughter, whom we have seen before at the landing.
had to the land, and all those restrictions must bo place.
set aside that doom so many of the people to the " Now, you, 'cre," shouted the coachman to the inconvenience of swinish habitations. In other miserable ejected family, “can't you remove your words, the enormous unearned increments that find things out of that? Don't you see as you blocks the their way into the coffers of the idle and unindusway of a gent'eman's hosses ? Come, stir your trial few, at expense of the toilers and spinners, must stumps.”
be diverted into legitimate channels.-G. A. D. Listlessly and slowly the poor people took their
Mackay, Greenock. furniture out of the road to make room for the carriage
The Land to the Church :-_“I can't bear you, as of the man who bad evicted them. Miss Firebrace looked with curiosity and interest on the scene. Is
| the sea said to the leaky ship.” her woman's heart moved, or has she a heart at all?! ABRAHAM LINCOLN.-A friend remarked: "CirShe has a heart, but it is not moved. And little cumstances alter cases.” “I wish," said Abraham, blame to her is her lack of feeling ; for she has been who was at this time a struggling lawyer, “I could brought up to accept as a theory of life the most get hold of some cases that would alter my cirdamnably untrue axiom erer uttered—“The poor do
cumstances." not feel.” That axiom, openly stated or tacitly un.
“Providence usually helps those who help themderstood, rules among the upper part of the middle classes. They cannot imagine feeling in iags. Tra
selves," but it is also quite true, as we have it in gedy must be clothed in fine linen and smell of one of Shakespeare's gems, “Fortune brings in wondrous spices. Thus Miss Fireb:ace thought of the some boats that are not steer'd." fcene that it was a pity the beggars were not more Don't overtrade. Keep within your means. Load picturesque and their rags more gaudy.
your tray so that it will carry. Mr. Firebrace called to him the man whom he had appointed to improve his estate, and who had been
A HATTER advertises that “ “Watts on the Mind' cursing him so eloquently.
is of great importance, but that what's on the head " Clarkson, your work is progres. ing?"
is of greater." "Well, sir, it won't progress any further as my! If the child of an honest man in a Highland Lut work,"
is worth sixpence what is the value of a pauper :: Mr. Cla:keon, I am a calm man and a moderate princeling in Windsor Castle ?
"THEY HAVE RIGHTS WHO DARE MAINTAIN THEM.”
Vol. IV.-No. 99.
liefs of thoset veren in m
A Real Tory Government.
certain number of more or less worthy gentlc
men in more or less lucrative posts may be a The aristocratic nobleman and the most v
very laudable object, but it is one to which the plutocratic capitalist are now the chiefs of the
le country will never respond. Government, and the Tories ought to be satisfied. But they are not happy. They have no longer confidence in their own principles that
Burmah. they doubt the possibility of carrying out their The “ blessings” of British rule are to be programme. Lord Salisbury's policy is to insist extended to Burmah, but it is exceedingly upon rents being paid, whether produced from doubtful whether this rule will prove so benethe land or otherwise. If necessary, the British ficial to the natives as most people imagine. taxpayer is to provide them, as, indeed, he pro- In Burmah wages are a shilling a day; in India, vides for the cost of the Glenbeigh evictions. where British rule has so long existed, they are These evictions have thrown a lurid light upon fourpence-halfpenny a day. Our occupation of the policy of unjust exactions, and the effect on the country, instead of benefiting the people, public feeling is not favourable to the stability will bring down their wages to the rate that is of the Government. Mr. Goschen does not paid to the natives of India. Whoever may inspire the struggling masses with confidence.' benefit from “the development of the resources His antecedents in connection with the purchase of the country,” of which we hear so much, it of the telegraphs and Egyptian finance show is not likely to be the industrious Burmese. that capitalists have everything to hope, and that the people can expect nothing but an increase of their burdens from a financier whose
No Confidence. actions have been so advantageous to his own It seems that the headship of the Prince of class and so prejudicial to the public interests. Wales does not inspire confidence in the pro
posed Imperial Institute. A Conservative
paper writes :--" The faintest shadow or hint, Organisation versus Programme. we do not say of jobbery or corruption, but The St. James's Hall meeting of London even of financial muddling or mismanagement, Liberals and Radicals was satisfactory to its must be absolutely excluded. Unless this conpromoters so far, at all cvents, as outward ap- fidence prevails in the fullest measure, it is pearances are concerned. Mr Bradlaugh was probable that the sum demanded by the Prince called upon to pronounce a benediction on the of Wales will not be raised, or that, if raised, happy union, and to anathematise all who sug- its expenditure will be followed ly irritation gested any impediment in the way. “Organisa- and disappointment.” To speak plainly, we tion !Organisation !” was the burden of the cry have some doubt whether this complete reliance of the speakers, but they all seemed to forget does at present exist. The question naturally that organisation without a programme that arises, why should we spend hundreds of will appeal to the people is useless. To keep a thousanıls annually to support royalty when
the superintendence of the highest royal | out those measures for the improvement of personage, next to the Queen, does not impart | agriculture which, in other countries, are their that confidence which is necessary to success ? first duty and their first privilege.” Mr.
Goschen would probably argue that lambs being Flunkeys.
scarco, the reason must be the hatred of Some men are born flunkeys, others are sheep for wolves. But even a Tory audience
The decision of the could hardly believe Mr. Goschen's prediction men of Oldham that the Queen has done
that if Irish landlords were to "withdraw, there nothing to merit Jubilee rejoicings shows that would be many calamitous results." The results tlunkoyism is at a discount in that part of the
um ot oliscount in that part of the would be just as disastrous to Ireland as those world. Not so at the Mansion House, where
which followed St. Patrick's command that Mr. George Shipton enlarged on the goodness
Irish reptiles sholl “withdraw" from the of the Queen to the working classes. The
The Emerald Isle. Queen, according to Mr. George Shipton, deserves a Jubilee gift. The Jubilee gift that
The Round Table. would suit some persons best is a suit of livery The Knights of the Round Table have disand a packet of hair-powder. They could then played little chivalry, but much prudence. attire themselves in costume suitable to the | As they could not agree, they determined not part they are accustomed to play:
to quarrel, and this course is wise and patriotic. Every politician out of oflice is waiting to see
how the cat jumps before he says anything, and A Good Stroke of Business.
it is the duty of every Democrat to see that if In supporting Canon Blackley's motion for
possible the cat shall have a fair chance to jump compulsory insurance, the Hon. Mr. Finch
the right way. The cat will jump right if not Hatton, M.P., said “That if they could get rid of
frightened by party cries. If the Knights of the annual expenditure of £8,000,000 in poor
the Round Table had come to an agreement, relief, and at the same time give a healthy the cat would have been driven upon the lines moral lesson to their labourers, they, as they laid down, which would certainly have farmers, would do a very good stroke of business.
been more or less wrong. The fact is, Liberal (Hear, hear).” Yes, indeed ! it would cause the
politicians and Radicals are beginning to recog. cight millions to be diverted from feeding the nise the blunder which has been marle in poor to swelling the coffers of the rich. But |
forcing public opinion. When a flock of sheep Mr. Finch-Hatton, M.P., is mistaken in his tendin
is tending in the right ilirection, it is better supposing that it would be a good stroke for not.
ke for not to huriy them. Time is often lost in the farmers. The only persons benefited
forcing the pace. We shall get Home Rule
forcing would be the landlords. Canon Blacklcy proposes without Separation without Land Purchase, to compel every young man from 18 to 21 to and without a First Order pay in a certain sum weekly. Thus money would be extracted from young people just at
'Et tu Brute." the period of life when they should be actively
We believe that for some time past Lord employed in using all their talents in providing
Bute has been giving to the lanıl question a home or a business, and if possible both.
much attention and study. He has now
appointed a valuator to “revalue” his Bute An Interesting Discovery.
farms, which, when compared with other farms Mr. (toschen has found out why it is Irish in neighbouring districts, were held at a very farmers do not prosper. It is “because there moderate rent. This rent, however, he has is that antagonism between landlord and been advised to reluce, and has reducel it tenant that the lan llors are unable to carry '25 per cent., or from about thirty thousanil to
twenty-two thousand. Now if this is a something in memory of Lady Flora Hastings, fair reduction on Lord Bute's farms what that sweet lady who was murdered by the would be a fair reduction on many estates not envy and malignity of that Court about which far from his? We should say about 75 per Alfred Tennyson is paid to say such pretty cent. Lord Bute is not quite like other lords. things ? Her story has not been forgotten, He is both thoughtful and generous, and a man and many an honest man and woman would who sincerely wishes to do right. Let us ask subscribe to a Flora Hastings Memorial. She him, then, to pursue the question that he has was one slain by begun to consider. Let us ask him solemnly
The elanderous tongue to put it to himself whether the laws of eternal
That did to death the innocence tbut died, and
died so young. justice entitle him to those enormous revenues
Certainly the memory of this pure woman, created in Cardiff by no work of his. If one
murdered by the slander of Victoria's Court, nobleman such as he declared for truth and |
is more worth preservation than most things right, he would be honoured while history had a voice to declare for the great and the good.
handed down to futurity in brass or marble. Lord Bute is a man of large possessions in land, and large intellect. We recommend to What the Snobs Pay the Nobs. that intellect the question of the justice of They are too candid in America. A New those possessions. Let him re-read “Progress York man has advertised in the papers that he and Poverty," and ask himself then what we wants to get into “society," and that he is willask now.
ing to pay handsomely for the privilege. In
Britain he need not have advertised. In fact, What John Bright Does Not See. the pushing of rich people into society is as John Bright does not believe in the appoint
much a trade as the selling of coals. Those of ment of working men as magistrates. We our aristocracy who are not shamefully rich regret this, but we are not surprised. John are shamefully poor. These latter often gain Bright has done good work in his day, but his a precarious, but honest, living by introducing day is finished. He laid down certain lines the snobs to the nobs. Let a man have made of Liberalism not exactly narrow, but still not a fortune from the milk of the wooden cow, broad. His ideal was the transference of all | by selling shoddy for cloth, by exporting idols
the transference of card to the heath power, place, and profit, to the middle classes. I to the heathen, or any other equally profitable They were the clect of the earth—for them and patriotic business; at once he becomes was the land of milk and honey.' But Demo- | fired with the noble “hambition hof knowin' cracy has flowed over that and beyond it. a dook.” He has only to “ lend” the duke's We recognise class no more in politics than we
impecunious cousin a cool thousand and the do in the Church. Before God and before thing is done. There are even darker methods the State all men are equal. And in every by which young gentlemen of this door-usherdepartment of the State all men should be ing sort pursue their interesting vocation. represented. Justice will never be thoroughly done, law will never be perfectly executed until
Mercantile Jack. working men sit on the magistrates' bench. Every now and again somebody puts in a At present the rich judge the poor-we must word for Mercantile Jack-the virtuous souls give the poor an opportunity of judging the of the newspapers are stirred within them--
and the thing drops. Mr. Chamberlain made
a gallant crusade in his favour. But he Flora Hastings.
failed; nor do we quite believe that his zeal Now that we are erecting memorials to was altogether according to knowledge. He everybody and everything should we not erect relied too much on statistics and too little