Fare thee well, thou regal river, proudly-rolling German Rhine,Sung in many a minstrel's ballad, praised in many a poet's line!Thou from me too claim'st a stanza; ere thy oft-trod banks I leave,Blithely, though with thread the slenderest, I the grateful rhyme will weave;Many a native hymn thou hearest, many a nice and subtle tone,Yet receive my stranger lispings, strange, but more than half thine own.Fare thee well! but not in sorrow; while the sun thy vineyards cheers,I will not behold thy glory through a cloud of feeble tears;Bring the purple Walportzheimer, pour the Rudesheimer bright,In the trellis'd vine-clad arbour I will hold a feast to-night.Call the friends who love me dearly, call the men of sense and soul,Call the hearts whose blithe blood billows, like the juice that brims the bowl:Let the wife who loves her husband, with her eyes of gracious blue,Give the guests a fair reception—serve them with a tendance true;With bright wine, bright thoughts be mated; and if creeping tears must be,Let them creep unseen to-morrow, Rhine, when I am far from thee!Lo! where speeds the gallant steamer, prankt with flags of coloured pride,And strong heart of iron, panting stoutly up the swirling tide;While from fife, and flute, and drum, the merry music bravely floats,And afar the frequent cannon rolls his many-pealing notes;And as thick as flowers in June, or armies of the ruddy pine,Crown the deck the festive sailors of the broad and German Rhine."Der Rhein! Der Rhein!" I know the song, the jovial singers too I know,—'Tis a troop of roving Burschen, and to Heisterbach they go;There beneath the seven hills' shadow, and the cloister'd ruin grey,Far from dusty books and paper, they will spend the sunny day;There will bind their glittering caps with oaken wreaths fresh from the trees,And around the rustic table sit, as brothers sit, at ease;Hand in hand will sit and laugh, and drain the glass with social speed,Crowned with purple Asmannshausen, drugged with many a fragrant weed;While from broad and open bosom, with a rude and reinless glee,Sounds the jocund-hearted pæan,—Live the Bursch! the Bursch is free!Thus they through the leafy summer, when their weekly work is o'er,Make the wooded hamlets echo with strong music's stirring roarFrom young life's high-brimming fulness—while the hills that bear the vineBrew their juice in prescient plenty for the Burschen of the Rhine.Oft at eve, when we were sated with the various feast of sight,Looking through our leafy trellis on the hues of loveliest light,Poured on the empurpled mountains by the gently westering sun;When at length the blazing god, his feats of brilliant duty done,Veiled his head, and Güdinghofen's gilded woods again were grey;When the various hum was hushed that stirred the busy-striving day,And the air was still and breezeless, and the moon with fresh-horned beamThrew aslant a shimmering brightness o'er the scarcely-sounding stream;We with ear not idly pleased would rise to catch the mellow noteSoftly o'er the waters wandering from the home-returning boat;And we saw the festive brothers, sobered by the evening hour,Shoreward drifted by the river's deep and gently-rolling power;And our car imbibed sweet concord, and our hearts grew young again,And we knew the deep devotion of that solemn social strain.And we loved the Bursch that mingles truth and friendship with the wine,While his floods of deep song echo o'er the broad and murmuring Rhine.Fare thee well, thou people-bearing, joy-resounding, ample flood,Mighty now, but mightier then, when lusty Europe's infant bloodPulsed around thee; when thy Kaisers, titled with the grace of Rome,With a holy sanction issued from hoar Aquisgranum's dome,And with kingly preparation, where the Alps frost-belted frown,Marched with German oak to wreathe the fruitful Lombard's iron crown.Then the stream of wealth adown thee freely floated; then the fireOf a rude but hot devotion piled strong tower, and fretted spire,Thick as oaks within the forest, where thy priestly cities rose.Weaker now, and faint and small, the sacerdotal ardour glowsRound the broad Rhine's unchurched billows; but an echo still remains,And a fond life stiffly lingers, in the old faith's ghostly veins.Ample rags of decoration, scutcheons of the meagre dead,By thy banks, thou Christian river, still, from week to week, are spread.Flags and consecrated banners wave around thee; I have seenStrewn with flowers thy streets, and marching in the gay sun's noonday sheenLines of linen-vested maidens, lines of sober matrons grey,Lines of feeble-footed fathers, priests in motley grim array;I have seen the bright cross glitter in the summer's cloudless air,While the old brown beads were counted to the drowsy-mutter'd prayer;I have seen the frequent beggar press his tatters in the mud,For the bread that is the body, and the wine that is the blood,(So they deem in pious stupor,) of the Lord who walked on earth.Such thy signs of life, thou strangely-gibbering imp of Roman birth,Old, but lusty in thy dotage, on the banks of German Rhine:Though thy rule I may not own it, and thy creed be far from mine,I have loved to hear thy litany o'er the swelling waters float,Gently chaunted from the crowded, gaily-garnished pilgrim-boat;I have felt the heart within me strangely stirred; and, half believer,For a moment wished that Reason on her throne might prove deceiver.Live, while God permits thy living, on the banks of German Rhine,Fond old faith!—thou canst not live but by some spark of power divine;And while man, who darkly gropes, and fretful feels, hath need of thee,Soothe his ear with chiming creeds, and fear no jarring taunt from me.Fare ye well, ye broad-browed thinkers! pride of Bonn upon the Rhine,Patient teachers, in the rock of ancient lore that deeply mine;Men, with whom in soul lives Niebuhr, and loves still to glean with them,From huge piles of Roman ruin many a bright and human gem;Oft with you, beneath the rows of thickly-blooming chestnut trees,I have walked, and seen with wonder how ye flung with careless caseBales of treasured thought about ye, even as children play with toys.Strange recluses! we who live 'mid bustling Britain's smoke and noise,Ill conceive the quiet tenor of your deeply-brooding joys;How ye sit with studious patience, and with curious travelling eyesWander o'er the well-browned folio, where the thoughtful record lies;Musing in some musty chamber day by day, and hour by hour,Dimly there ye sit, and sip the ripest juice from Plato's bower;Each fair shape that graceful floateth through the merry Grecian clime,Each religious voice far-echoed through the galleries of time,There with subtle eye and ear ye watch, and seize the airy booty,And with faithful ken to know the rescued truth is all your duty.Souls apart! with awe I knew your silent speculative looks,And the worship that ye practise in the temples of your books;And I felt the power of knowledge; and I loved to bridge with youGulfs of time, till oldest wisdom rose to shake hands with the new;May the God of truth be with you, still to glean, with pious patience,Grains of bright forgotten wisdom for the busy labouring nations;And, while books shall feed my fancy, may I use the pondered line,Grateful to the broad-browed thinkers, pride of Bonn upon the Rhine!Fare ye well, old crags and castles! now with me for ever dwells,Twined with many a freakish joy, the stately front of Drachenfels.O'er thy viny cliffs we rambled, where the patient peasant toils,Where the rugged copse scarce shelters from the sun that broadly smiles,And the fresh green crown is plaited from the German's oaken bower:Here we wandered, social pilgrims, careless as the sunny hour,Gay and free, nor touched with horror of the legendary wood,Harnessed priests and iron knights, and dragons banqueting on blood.Praise who will the mail-clad epoch, when the princes all were reivers,Every maundering monk a god, and all who heard him dumb believers;Me, the peaceful present pleases, and the sober rule of law,Quiet homes, and hearths secure, and creeds redeemed from idiot-awe;Peopled cities' din; and where then tolled the cloister's languid chime,Now the hum of frequent voices from each furthest human clime,Every form of various life beneath the crag that bears the vine,Borne upon the steam-ploughed current of the placid-rolling Rhine.Fare thee well, thou kingly river! while the sun thy vineyards cheers,I will not behold thy glory through a cloud of feeble tears.Bring the purple Walportzheimer, pour the Rudesheimer clear,In the green and vine-clad arbour spread the goodly German cheer;Call the friends who love me dearly, call the men of sense and soul,Call the hearts whose blithe blood billows like the juice that brims the bowl;With free cheer free thoughts be wedded; high as heaven, deep as hell,Wide as are the dark blue spaces where the starry tenants dwell.Let the German hymn, that echoes from the Sound to Adria's Sea,Ring damnation to the despot, peal salvation to the free;And when I from vine-clad mountains and from sunny woods am far,By the cold bleak coast of Buchan, where wild Winter loves to war,In my memory crag and castle, church and learned hall, shall shineBrightly, with the seven hills glorious of fair Bonn upon the Rhine.
Fare thee well, thou regal river, proudly-rolling German Rhine,Sung in many a minstrel's ballad, praised in many a poet's line!Thou from me too claim'st a stanza; ere thy oft-trod banks I leave,Blithely, though with thread the slenderest, I the grateful rhyme will weave;Many a native hymn thou hearest, many a nice and subtle tone,Yet receive my stranger lispings, strange, but more than half thine own.
Fare thee well! but not in sorrow; while the sun thy vineyards cheers,I will not behold thy glory through a cloud of feeble tears;Bring the purple Walportzheimer, pour the Rudesheimer bright,In the trellis'd vine-clad arbour I will hold a feast to-night.Call the friends who love me dearly, call the men of sense and soul,Call the hearts whose blithe blood billows, like the juice that brims the bowl:Let the wife who loves her husband, with her eyes of gracious blue,Give the guests a fair reception—serve them with a tendance true;With bright wine, bright thoughts be mated; and if creeping tears must be,Let them creep unseen to-morrow, Rhine, when I am far from thee!
Lo! where speeds the gallant steamer, prankt with flags of coloured pride,And strong heart of iron, panting stoutly up the swirling tide;While from fife, and flute, and drum, the merry music bravely floats,And afar the frequent cannon rolls his many-pealing notes;And as thick as flowers in June, or armies of the ruddy pine,Crown the deck the festive sailors of the broad and German Rhine."Der Rhein! Der Rhein!" I know the song, the jovial singers too I know,—'Tis a troop of roving Burschen, and to Heisterbach they go;There beneath the seven hills' shadow, and the cloister'd ruin grey,Far from dusty books and paper, they will spend the sunny day;There will bind their glittering caps with oaken wreaths fresh from the trees,And around the rustic table sit, as brothers sit, at ease;Hand in hand will sit and laugh, and drain the glass with social speed,Crowned with purple Asmannshausen, drugged with many a fragrant weed;While from broad and open bosom, with a rude and reinless glee,Sounds the jocund-hearted pæan,—Live the Bursch! the Bursch is free!Thus they through the leafy summer, when their weekly work is o'er,Make the wooded hamlets echo with strong music's stirring roarFrom young life's high-brimming fulness—while the hills that bear the vineBrew their juice in prescient plenty for the Burschen of the Rhine.
Oft at eve, when we were sated with the various feast of sight,Looking through our leafy trellis on the hues of loveliest light,Poured on the empurpled mountains by the gently westering sun;When at length the blazing god, his feats of brilliant duty done,Veiled his head, and Güdinghofen's gilded woods again were grey;When the various hum was hushed that stirred the busy-striving day,And the air was still and breezeless, and the moon with fresh-horned beamThrew aslant a shimmering brightness o'er the scarcely-sounding stream;We with ear not idly pleased would rise to catch the mellow noteSoftly o'er the waters wandering from the home-returning boat;And we saw the festive brothers, sobered by the evening hour,Shoreward drifted by the river's deep and gently-rolling power;And our car imbibed sweet concord, and our hearts grew young again,And we knew the deep devotion of that solemn social strain.And we loved the Bursch that mingles truth and friendship with the wine,While his floods of deep song echo o'er the broad and murmuring Rhine.
Fare thee well, thou people-bearing, joy-resounding, ample flood,Mighty now, but mightier then, when lusty Europe's infant bloodPulsed around thee; when thy Kaisers, titled with the grace of Rome,With a holy sanction issued from hoar Aquisgranum's dome,And with kingly preparation, where the Alps frost-belted frown,Marched with German oak to wreathe the fruitful Lombard's iron crown.Then the stream of wealth adown thee freely floated; then the fireOf a rude but hot devotion piled strong tower, and fretted spire,Thick as oaks within the forest, where thy priestly cities rose.Weaker now, and faint and small, the sacerdotal ardour glowsRound the broad Rhine's unchurched billows; but an echo still remains,And a fond life stiffly lingers, in the old faith's ghostly veins.Ample rags of decoration, scutcheons of the meagre dead,By thy banks, thou Christian river, still, from week to week, are spread.Flags and consecrated banners wave around thee; I have seenStrewn with flowers thy streets, and marching in the gay sun's noonday sheenLines of linen-vested maidens, lines of sober matrons grey,Lines of feeble-footed fathers, priests in motley grim array;I have seen the bright cross glitter in the summer's cloudless air,While the old brown beads were counted to the drowsy-mutter'd prayer;I have seen the frequent beggar press his tatters in the mud,For the bread that is the body, and the wine that is the blood,(So they deem in pious stupor,) of the Lord who walked on earth.Such thy signs of life, thou strangely-gibbering imp of Roman birth,Old, but lusty in thy dotage, on the banks of German Rhine:Though thy rule I may not own it, and thy creed be far from mine,I have loved to hear thy litany o'er the swelling waters float,Gently chaunted from the crowded, gaily-garnished pilgrim-boat;I have felt the heart within me strangely stirred; and, half believer,For a moment wished that Reason on her throne might prove deceiver.Live, while God permits thy living, on the banks of German Rhine,Fond old faith!—thou canst not live but by some spark of power divine;And while man, who darkly gropes, and fretful feels, hath need of thee,Soothe his ear with chiming creeds, and fear no jarring taunt from me.
Fare ye well, ye broad-browed thinkers! pride of Bonn upon the Rhine,Patient teachers, in the rock of ancient lore that deeply mine;Men, with whom in soul lives Niebuhr, and loves still to glean with them,From huge piles of Roman ruin many a bright and human gem;Oft with you, beneath the rows of thickly-blooming chestnut trees,I have walked, and seen with wonder how ye flung with careless caseBales of treasured thought about ye, even as children play with toys.Strange recluses! we who live 'mid bustling Britain's smoke and noise,Ill conceive the quiet tenor of your deeply-brooding joys;How ye sit with studious patience, and with curious travelling eyesWander o'er the well-browned folio, where the thoughtful record lies;Musing in some musty chamber day by day, and hour by hour,Dimly there ye sit, and sip the ripest juice from Plato's bower;Each fair shape that graceful floateth through the merry Grecian clime,Each religious voice far-echoed through the galleries of time,There with subtle eye and ear ye watch, and seize the airy booty,And with faithful ken to know the rescued truth is all your duty.Souls apart! with awe I knew your silent speculative looks,And the worship that ye practise in the temples of your books;And I felt the power of knowledge; and I loved to bridge with youGulfs of time, till oldest wisdom rose to shake hands with the new;May the God of truth be with you, still to glean, with pious patience,Grains of bright forgotten wisdom for the busy labouring nations;And, while books shall feed my fancy, may I use the pondered line,Grateful to the broad-browed thinkers, pride of Bonn upon the Rhine!
Fare ye well, old crags and castles! now with me for ever dwells,Twined with many a freakish joy, the stately front of Drachenfels.O'er thy viny cliffs we rambled, where the patient peasant toils,Where the rugged copse scarce shelters from the sun that broadly smiles,And the fresh green crown is plaited from the German's oaken bower:Here we wandered, social pilgrims, careless as the sunny hour,Gay and free, nor touched with horror of the legendary wood,Harnessed priests and iron knights, and dragons banqueting on blood.Praise who will the mail-clad epoch, when the princes all were reivers,Every maundering monk a god, and all who heard him dumb believers;Me, the peaceful present pleases, and the sober rule of law,Quiet homes, and hearths secure, and creeds redeemed from idiot-awe;Peopled cities' din; and where then tolled the cloister's languid chime,Now the hum of frequent voices from each furthest human clime,Every form of various life beneath the crag that bears the vine,Borne upon the steam-ploughed current of the placid-rolling Rhine.
Fare thee well, thou kingly river! while the sun thy vineyards cheers,I will not behold thy glory through a cloud of feeble tears.Bring the purple Walportzheimer, pour the Rudesheimer clear,In the green and vine-clad arbour spread the goodly German cheer;Call the friends who love me dearly, call the men of sense and soul,Call the hearts whose blithe blood billows like the juice that brims the bowl;With free cheer free thoughts be wedded; high as heaven, deep as hell,Wide as are the dark blue spaces where the starry tenants dwell.Let the German hymn, that echoes from the Sound to Adria's Sea,Ring damnation to the despot, peal salvation to the free;And when I from vine-clad mountains and from sunny woods am far,By the cold bleak coast of Buchan, where wild Winter loves to war,In my memory crag and castle, church and learned hall, shall shineBrightly, with the seven hills glorious of fair Bonn upon the Rhine.
J. S. B.Fahrgasse Bonn,August 1851.
Lord John Russell's new measure of Representative Reform has resolved itself into the shape of a negation. It is, perhaps, the most abortive and unsatisfactory scheme that was ever presented to the nation. It is not good enough to be accepted by one section of politicians, at least as a permanent gift—not so utterly bad as to excite the anger of another, though it may well challenge their contempt. It is not based upon any new principle—it hardly even professes to alter or improve any principle at present acknowledged. It amounts to little more than an arbitrary lowering of the electoral qualification. Small boroughs are to retain their privileges, submitting only to an infusion of new blood from villages in their respective neighbourhoods. Large towns remain as they were, but with a lower scale of voters. So with counties. Every man paying 40s. a-year of direct taxes is to have a vote. This seems to be the whole measure of reform as regards constituencies. It is an alteration in towns from £10 to £5, and in counties from £50 to £20. For the future, no property qualification is to be required from members; and the Parliamentary oaths are to be qualified, so that every kind of unbeliever may enter. The legislature ceases to be Christian.
Considering that the scheme has been brought forward by the Whigs purely for party purposes, and to postpone, if possible, their expected ejection from office, we are surprised that it is not more democratical. We leave others to inquire why no second crusade has been made against the close boroughs—why Calne, for example, and Arundel, and Tavistock, are not to figure in a new schedule of disfranchisement. We can conjecture sufficient reasons, without pushing speculation far. But—putting aside the religious question, which Lord John Russell has most indecorously mixed up with a mass of electoral details—we should really like to know what party, or what class of men, this measure is intended to satisfy. That is, we must maintain, a consideration of primary importance. All are agreed that it is not for the benefit of the nation that the constitution should be perpetually tinkered. Even Lord John does not broadly avow his predilection for annual repairs; though, in the true spirit of an itinerant metallurgist, he proposes, in 1852, a new solder for the constituencies of Ireland, in place of that which he gratuitously applied in 1851. If Parliaments are habitually to reform themselves, whether at the instigation or against the will of ministers, it is quite evident that all hope of discharging the real business of the nation is at an end. If repairs are needed, let them by all means be made; but let the work be done in such a substantial manner that it shall last for a given time, and not subject us to the perpetual annoyance of new experiments.
Now, we think it must strike every one that the projected measure of the present session is so far from being a permanent settlement, that, if carried, it must lead to an immense deal of future agitation. The Radicals do not even affect to deny this. They express themselves disappointed with the limited amount of the scheme. They wish for the suppression of the smaller boroughs, the enlargement of the urban constituencies, electoral divisions, household suffrage, vote by ballot, and triennial, if not annual, parliaments. These are their avowed objects—for what ultimate purpose we need not inquire; and they very candidly state that they will not rest satisfied until they obtain them. They will accept Lord John Russell's measure as an instalment, but nothing more. They think that the lowering of the franchise is a step in the right direction, because they calculate that it will give them more immediate power, but they will not take it as a settlement. Next year, if this bill should be carried, though we hardly think the Ministry will survive long enough to reach it, they are again to be in the field, busy, warlike, and active as ever; and the agitation is not to cease until their demandsare satisfied. But will it cease even then? Hardly. The Chartists have the next turn, and they, too, doubtless, will insist upontheirschemes, all the more practicable because the intervening barriers have been taken down. So that, if the peace and quiet of the nation, and the real efficiency of Parliament as a working and legislative body, are worthy to be taken into account, it appears that Lord John Russell's measure will, if enacted, neither promote the one nor the other.
Looking simply at the broad features of the measure, with the reservation which we have already made, and without investigating the details, a shallow observer might conclude that it is calculated to do much immediate mischief. We cannot style it a revolutionary measure, simply because it lowers the franchise from a point which, twenty years ago, was arbitrarily assumed, without any shadow of reason, as the correct one. The five-pounder may be, and often is, quite as intelligent a person as the ten-pounder. But where is the line of demarcation to be drawn? If property or rent is to be the qualification and criterion, it must be drawn somewhere, else there is no answer to the Chartist; and if you once begin the system of diminishment, there is no possibility of any stoppage. Tile electoral shillings are like King Lear's hundred knights: they will be beaten down until the final question is asked, "What needs one?" and then the triumph will be complete.
Is this desirable? In the name of everything sacred and dear to us—in the name of intelligence, education, and common sense, we answer, No! We have but to look across the Channel to see what are the effects of universal suffrage; and surely there is no man in this country infatuated enough to wish that our free constitution should be exchanged for alternate anarchy and despotism. That is not the wish of the nation—nay more, we venture to say that it is not the wish of the nation that any experiment should be made tending in the least degree towards any such consummation. We have watched—most attentively—for the last two years, the movements of the so-called reformers; and we are satisfied that, had they been left to themselves, their agitation must have died out as surely as a fire expires for want of fuel. The faggot-master, in the present instance, has been her Majesty's Prime Minister.
The electoral franchise is a privilege which, for its own sake, is very little coveted by the people of this country. Even in the towns, men who possess the qualification are exceedingly backward to enrol themselves; and often, when enrolled, they positively decline to vote. A rush to the poll, as every electioneering agent knows, is seldom a spontaneous movement—indeed, the general difficulty is to overcome thevis inertiæ. We think this feeling may be carried too far, but undoubtedly it exists; and the proof of it is, that in most large constituencies, but a small portion of those who are qualified to vote appear at the poll, except under circumstances and on occasions of peculiar excitement. Nay, more than this, unless a case of very strong grievance can be made out and established, it is difficult to prevail upon the men of the middle classes to lend their countenance to or attend public meetings for any political object.
The last general election did, in reality, cause little excitement. The conduct of Sir Robert Peel—we shall not now call it his manœuvre—had disposed of the question of Free Trade for the time; and no one, whatever might be his secret thoughts or forebodings, wished for an immediate reversal of that policy, until the effects of the experiment became apparent. Therefore a Free-Trade House of Commons was returned, and the Ministry had it all their own way. Undoubtedly they have declined in influence, since then. But why? Simply because their policy was then undergoing the test of experience, and the result has proved adverse to their anticipations. There is no other reason. If it should be said that their unpopularity is owing to the continuance of the hated Income-tax, we can only reply that Free-Trade and the Income-tax are inseparable; and that, so long as Sindbad chooses to call himself a Free-Trader, he must submit to carry the Old Man of theSea upon his shoulders. But the constituencies were quiet. Except when accidental elections took place, which generally terminated in the defeat of the ministerial candidates, the electoral view could not be ascertained. But there were held in every county, and in the metropolis itself, immense meetings of those who thought themselves wronged by the chicanery of a former Minister—not demanding a readjustment of the franchise, but simply requiring that the general voice of the electoral body might be taken on the subject of their complaint. Thus the only classes in the country who could allege a specific and substantial grievance, were utterly silent upon the subject of a reform in the constitution. They had faith in the justice of their cause, and believed that, sooner or later, that cause must prevail, without the intervention of any violent remedy.
It was only in one or two of the large towns that any attempt at agitation for an increase of the suffrage was made. For such agitation it was difficult to find even a tolerable pretext. According to the political and commercial views of the reformers, the system established in 1832 had worked wonderfully, nay, marvellously well. They could, in fact, point to no practical grievance affecting life, liberty, or property, such as could only be remedied by a strong organic change. They could not accuse the House of Commons of turning a deaf ear to the representations of the urban population. But as, in the absence of reason, a pretext was necessary, they reared one up in the cry for economy and retrenchment. Supposing that there had been any grounds for such a demand, that our national expenditure was too great, and our finances unduly squandered, it is difficult to understand the chain of reason which connects the cure of these things with a change in the representative body. But, in truth, nothing could be more monstrous than such an allegation. When forced to specify and particularise the nature of their proposed reductions, the agitators could only refer to our military and naval establishments, and the expense of our colonial empire. If any doubt at all existed in the minds of men as to such points, that doubt has since been removed. After all the trash that has been uttered at Peace Congresses and Manchester gatherings, it has become clear, even to the meanest capacity, that our establishments, instead of being too large, are in reality too small, and insufficient even for our defence! We have no desire now to discuss such matters. We allude to them simply for the purpose of showing that the one pretext of the would-be agitators for a representative reform has given way under their feet.
If the anticipations of those agitators had been fulfilled—if they had carried, as they proposed, a sweeping measure of reform, based upon household or universal suffrage—and if, in consequence, the majority of the House of Commons had consisted of men professing the opinions of Mr Cobden, and resolute to put them into practice, into what a state of anarchy and abject terror would this country now have been thrown! Without a fleet to scour the Channel, without an army to defend our shores, we should have been at the mercy of almost any assailant. Yet such were the results which Mr Cobden and his friends distinctly contemplated, and which they proposed to bring about by lowering the franchise, and giving a large accession of political power to the manufacturing towns.
It is creditable to the sense of the country that the agitation totally failed—in fact, there never was any agitation at all. The electors generally abstained from giving countenance to any meetings on the subject of reform. Sir Joshua Walmsley and Mr Joseph Hume undertook journeys for the purpose of stirring up the embers, but they nowhere could create a blaze. Delegates, who represented nobody but themselves, assembled at Manchester, in the vain hope of hoaxing the country into the belief that there was a very general feeling in favour of radical reform. They might have spared themselves the trouble. Never was there so ludicrous a failure. The central English meeting was held under such sorry auspices that even Messrs Muntz and Scholefield, the members for Birmingham, declined to attend it. The conductof the whole scheme reflected no credit on the strategy of Mr John Bright, who acted as generalissimo on this occasion. The Edinburgh meeting, held shortly afterwards, was, in every sense of the word, contemptible. With hardly any exceptions, it was avoided and abjured by every man of station, intelligence, wealth, and respectability within the city. In fact, the movement broke down. The Radicals wished to demonstrate that public feeling was with them; and their demonstration resulted in a clear proof that public feeling was against them.
Radical reform, therefore, is clearly not wanted, and would not be tolerated by the nation. Lord John Russell's measure, however, not being violently radical in itself, though convenient for the ulterior designs of Radicalism, will doubtless be supported by those who now perceive that they cannot at present hope to carry a broad scheme of democracy. It is, therefore, proper that we should consider whether any of the objections that can be urged to the larger scheme apply equally to the lesser one.
In our opinion, it will be impossible for Lord John Russell to prove the preamble of his bill. He certainly has not established, as yet, the necessity, or even the policy, of such a change in our representative system; nor can he hope to show that this measure of his has been called for by, or is calculated to meet, the requirements of the great bulk of the community. It is a gratuitous offering on his part: no one has asked it at his hand. Let us see, then, how he attempts to justify his introduction of this measure. To preface any measure with a justification is impolitic, because it implies the existence of a serious doubt in the mind of the speaker. He begins with one of these rhetorical commonplaces which has always a counterpart or opposite, either of which may be selected, as Aristotle tells us, according to the option of the speaker. We shall quote his own words:—
"The state of affairs in which I bring forward this motion ought to be satisfactory to Parliament and to the country. During four years we have seen the continent of Europe torn by convulsions; during that period the aspect of this country has been tranquil, and any threatened danger has been averted by the general spirit and unanimous feeling of the people. It appears to me that this is a proper time for considering whether any further extension can be given to the right of voting, consistently with the principles of the constitution, by which the prerogatives of the Crown, the authority of both Houses of Parliament, and the rights and liberties of the people, are equally secured."
"The state of affairs in which I bring forward this motion ought to be satisfactory to Parliament and to the country. During four years we have seen the continent of Europe torn by convulsions; during that period the aspect of this country has been tranquil, and any threatened danger has been averted by the general spirit and unanimous feeling of the people. It appears to me that this is a proper time for considering whether any further extension can be given to the right of voting, consistently with the principles of the constitution, by which the prerogatives of the Crown, the authority of both Houses of Parliament, and the rights and liberties of the people, are equally secured."
So far good. But we are almost old enough to recollect the time when the same speaker, on the occasion of moving a previous measure of reform, had recourse to the counterpart of this commonplace.Thena reform in the constitution was necessary because the people were discontented;now, a reform is necessary because the people are contented. State the proposition in any mode you please, the argument resolves itself into that; alter the argument, and you must subtract from the present instance the plea of necessity, and fall back immediately upon the minor one of expediency. But as neither the satyr of the fable, nor the ventilating Dr Reid, can compete with Lord John Russell in the art of blowing hot or cold as occasion requires, we need hardly dwell upon this evident self-contradiction. It is, however, not a little remarkable, that he cautiously abstains from averring that there has been anything like a general demand for an extension or alteration of the suffrage. We confess that we were not prepared for this abstinence. The Whigs are not usually so scrupulous in their statements, at least since they began to enlist prosperity as a standing argument on their side; therefore it was with an agreeable surprise that we marked Lord John's implied admission, that nobody had thought it worth their while to solicit that boon which he was so gracious as to accord. It is beyond a doubt that he was wise in limiting himself thus. The right and practice of petitioning Parliament against any existing grievance is well known to the people, and is heldin viridi observantia. Can any man believe that, if reform was really and substantially the wish of a largesection of the community, the tables of both Houses of Parliament would not be groaning under the weight of the accumulated mass of petitions? Nothing of the kind has happened. Such petitions as have been presented to the House of Commons do not pray for moderate and gradual reform, but for universal suffrage, vote by ballot, annual parliaments, electoral districts, and all the other abominations dear to the hearts of the in-dwellers of Marylebone. The extension they require is specific, not couched in general terms. Lord John's measure will receive from them just the same consideration which would be bestowed upon a cup of milk and water, by an inveterate gin drinker whose soul was bent upon a dram. We are decidedly of opinion, and will remain so until we have proof to the contrary, that the class which Lord John Russell now proposes to enfranchise is supremely indifferent to the privilege. We used to be told that one particular reason for fixing the limit of the franchise at ten pounds, was the hope that the possession of that right would be so strongly desired, as to act as a wholesome spur and incentive to industry. That view seems to have been given up. The people will not work up to the franchise, so the standard of the franchise is to be lowered to their reach! Very convenient legislation this, but somewhat slovenly withal.
If, then, we are correct in our premises, Lord John Russell is volunteering a measure, which is asked for by nobody, which will satisfy nobody, and which, so far from settling the question permanently, must be regarded as a stimulus to farther agitation. He is, although he may not know it himself, on the highway to universal suffrage. People had begun to consider the ten pound clause in the old Reform Bill as something equivalent to a principle—now, her Majesty's chief adviser unsettles that faith, descends fifty per cent, and proclaims to the world that a further discount may probably be expected, if a material increase shall take place in the circulation of newspapers and periodicals, thereby, as supposes, testifying the augmented intelligence of the nation! It is really no laughing matter. Such was one of the leading arguments of the Prime Minister of Great Britain in justification of his scheme, and we can only hope that it was founded upon intense ignorance of the state of our present periodical literature. That the elements of education—that is, the power of reading and writing—are more generally diffused among the lower orders than formerly may be true, though we greatly doubt it; but that has nothing to do with the question at issue. No argument is required to convince us that some of the class which the noble Lord intends to admit to the franchise, possess much more than the mere rudiments of education; the question ought to be, whether what they do read is likely to fit them for discharging the important duty of selecting and sending proper representatives to Parliament. Let Lord John Russell, or any other legislator who may be of his way of thinking, but take the trouble to send to Manchester or Birmingham for weekly sets of the political, religious, literary, and moral miscellanies, which are most eagerly bought up and perused—let them read those carefully through, and consider well their tenor—and we are satisfied that the sturdiest advocate for progression would shudder to commit the fate of his country to men who were daily and weekly imbued with the principles inculcated by such publications. It is utterly absurd to talk of the mere increase of schools, as if such increase implied education in the proper sense of the word. At the schools a boy is taught to read and write, but he is not taught, and never can be taught, what he ought to read, and what he ought to abstain from reading hereafter. His mind is simply made photographic. He can take in and retain the ideas of others; and, unfortunately, the expressed ideas which come most naturally, easily, and perhaps most palatably within his reach, are precisely those which are most dangerous to his morals, and most likely to give him false views of society, and to unfit him for a proper discharge of his duties alike as a Christian and a subject. Lord John Russell, we are thoroughly convinced, is at thismoment entirely ignorant of the kind of literature which is current among, and greedily devoured by the operative classes. It is no wonder that such should be the case. We confess, quite frankly, that our attention was drawn to the subject, not much more than two years ago, by certain representations made by publishers on the subject of the paper duty as affecting popular publications. Being unable to reconcile their statements with certain facts which came under our own knowledge, we thought it advisable to institute an inquiry, and in the course of that we collected copies of such works as were most generally circulated among the working classes. We are most happy to admit that some of them were entirely unexceptionable in their tone and doctrine. Many men are working among the operative classes with a true knowledge of their calling, and a sincere and devout intention to dedicate themselves to the task of raising the minds of the people, by inculcating sound principles of economy, morality, and healthful and religious feelings. But these constitute the exceptions, not the rule. The political journals which have the largest circulation are something more than Radical; they are, if not avowedly, at least in spirit, republican. The Peerage and the Established Church are the institutions which they assail with the most undisguised ferocity; and no means which falsehood can suggest are left unemployed to turn both into contempt, and to inflame the minds of the people against the aristocracy and the clergy. Personality, vituperation, and ignorance, are the characteristics of those journals. Lord John Russell, we suspect, would hardly have ventured to lay so much stress upon this educational argument, had he been aware of the manner in which he is habitually mentioned by those oracles of the lower orders. We have read descriptions of and commentaries upon himself, his character, and his measures, which assuredly were the reverse of flattering, as they were clearly calumnious and wicked. Several of the works of fiction, which are most greedily bought up, are utterly loathsome and depraved. The public appetite is not to be sated, as in days gone by, with mere melodramic romance, and tales of the wild and wonderful—there must be a relish of cantharides in the dish in order to make it palatable. We seldom hear anything nowadays of our old friends, the benevolent robber, the mysterious monk, the misanthropical count, or the persecuted damsel—these characters belonged to past times; our caterers for the public taste deal exclusively with the present. The nobleman of these fictions, whether he be old or young, is invariably a profligate and a seducer. No imaginable combinations of vice are too revolting for him—no villany too hideous to deter him. The heroine usually is "a daughter of the people," who sometimes successfully resists and sometimes falls a victim to the arts of the noble miscreant. But in either case, she is compelled to go through various stages of temptation and trial, which are described in glowing colours. Brothels, both public and private, are represented with an abominable minuteness of detail. So are clubs and gambling-houses, in which the aristocracy are represented as squandering the hard-won earnings of the poor. Compared with such writers, Eugene Sue appears almost a pattern of austere morality; and we believe that no man who has had the curiosity to inspect his works can misunderstand the force of that observation. Then there are biographies, in which the modern Plutarch gives a detailed and circumstantial account of such worthies as O'Connor who was murdered by the Mannings, giving due prominence to his personal intrigues from boyhood downwards. For the younger portion of the community there are cheap editions of pickpocket prowess, both in the narrative and the dramatic form, and enticing details of the exploits of divers other ruffians and burglars. All of these publications are illustrated by woodcuts, some of which, though not by any means the majority, display a considerable degree of artistical accomplishment.
Such is the favourite reading of the lower orders—such the practical application of their boasted educationalpowers. Unless education can go beyond this, we regard it not as a blessing, but as a curse. This is not the kind of liberty of the press which was contended for by Milton—it is a base license, calculated to deprave the morals, and pervert the understanding of the people. If the case be as we have stated it—if it is an undeniable fact that such are the doctrines and views inculcated by some of those publications which have an immense sale in the manufacturing districts—surely we may be excused if we hesitate to admit that the education of the lower orders is such that they can be safely intrusted with the franchise. It is not true that they are compelled to take this kind of literary diet for lack of better food. With them it is absolute choice. There are, as we have already said, many cheap journals and publications of an unexceptionable character, but, unless our information is altogether erroneous, these are neglected and put aside for the others of a vicious tendency.
Now, it does appear to us, though we shall be glad to be informed to the contrary, that the qualification which Lord John Russell proposes to establish in the towns and boroughs will admit a large proportion of the class for which such publications are intended, to the possession of the franchise. We are sure, at all events, that it will bring in a large mass of those whose political opinions are represented by theWeekly Despatch. Indeed, it seems to us very like household suffrage under another name. If we take a house rated at the annual value of £5, we shall find that the tenant of it is paying only 2s. 6d. per week, which appears to be very nearly the minimum of rent in large towns. If the reader will look at Mr Mayhew's interesting and instructive work,London Labour and the London Poor, he will find in the 42d. number, at page 231, a statement of the rent usually paid by the operative scavengers of the metropolis. Mr Mayhew gives us two estimates of the rent of those who have regular work and pay—the one being 3s., and the other 3s. 6d. per week. Now, it must be obvious that a qualification which admits the scavenger, can hardly exclude any one else; so that, in reality, in so far as regards towns, it would be difficult to push democracy further. We should like to ask Lord John Russell if he really and sincerely believes that the scavengers, as a class, are proper, fit, and competent persons to return members to Parliament? It is very easy to talk in general terms about the growing intelligence and increasing education of the people; but we should much prefer, in a matter of this sort, to be instructed by actual facts. We are not of opinion that the lower classes in this country are better educated or more enlightened than they were formerly; and we have been unable to find any evidence at all to justify such an assertion. What evidence does exist upon the subject leads us to form a conclusion directly opposite; and we beg to draw the attention of our readers to the following tables. The first shows the number of criminals throughout England and Wales who could neither read nor write. The investigation embraces a period of ten years—from 1839 to 1848 inclusive—the average annual number of criminals being 27,542:—
NUMBER OF CRIMINALS IN ENGLAND AND WALES UNABLE TO READ OR WRITE.
Year.Number.1839,8,1961840,9,0581841,9,2201842,10,1281843,9,1731844,7,9011845,7,4381846,7,6981847,9,0501848,9,691
Here, certainly, there are no signs of educational improvement; on the contrary, the last year, with but one exception, exhibits the greatest amount of ignorance. But in case this list should not be thought a fair one, it being quite possible that education may not yet have penetrated so low as the class of society which affords the largest contribution to crime, let us adopt another, which is liable to no such exception. The following isan abstract of the number of persons in England and Wales who at their marriage signed the register by marks, in consequence of their being unable to write; and it extends over precisely the same period. The average annual number of persons married was 261,340:—
NUMBER OF PERSONS MARRIED IN ENGLAND AND WALES UNABLE TO WRITE THEIR NAMES.
Year.Number.1839,100,6161840,104,3351841,99,6341842,94,9961843,101,2351844,107,9851845,118,8941846,117,6331847,104,3061848,105,937
The result of the whole is, that out of every hundred persons married during the above years in England and Wales,forty could not write their names; and the ignorance in 1848 was much greater than in 1839!
Really, with these facts before us, we cannot but wonder at the temerity of Lord John Russell in using the following language on the occasion of the introduction of his measure:—
"But there is another ground which I confess has great influence on my mind, and it was that ground which formed a case for the original proposition of reform in 1822, namely, the growing intelligence and education of the people.I could prove, if I were not afraid of wearying the House by going into statistics—I could showby the number of newspapers and of books, by the great number of schools established since 1831, that a great increase has taken place in intelligence among the people.But I do not think the proof necessary, as the experience of every honourable member is sufficient to induce him to concur in my statement, and to say that the franchise given in 1831 might be made more extensive at the present time."
"But there is another ground which I confess has great influence on my mind, and it was that ground which formed a case for the original proposition of reform in 1822, namely, the growing intelligence and education of the people.I could prove, if I were not afraid of wearying the House by going into statistics—I could showby the number of newspapers and of books, by the great number of schools established since 1831, that a great increase has taken place in intelligence among the people.But I do not think the proof necessary, as the experience of every honourable member is sufficient to induce him to concur in my statement, and to say that the franchise given in 1831 might be made more extensive at the present time."
Why did he not prove it? Certain we are of this, that the House of Commons would neither have shown nor felt any weariness at listening to statistics which could satisfactorily establish that the people of this country were rising in the scale of intelligence. But it was utterly impossible for Lord John Russell, dexterous as he is, to prove facts which have no foundation. He durst not appeal to such tests as that afforded by the register of marriages; and therefore he calmly assumes "intellectual improvement," just as his colleagues were in the habit of assuming "prosperity," without any substantial proof; and he applies for corroboration to that most unsatisfactory source, "the experience of every honourable member"! We say, however, that this is a matter in which no juggling or evasion can be allowed. The question of lowering the suffrage is one of the deepest importance to the nation; and if Lord John Russell rests, as he undoubtedly does, the greater part of his case upon the increased intelligence of the nation, he must prove that, if he can, to the entire satisfaction of the country, and we challenge him to do it. But it is quite evident that the noble lord has no confidence in his own statement. Towards the close of his speech we find him using the following language, which we cannot regard as altogether consistent with the passage which we have already quoted:—
"Sir, I trust that when this enlarged franchise is given, we shall next see the government of this country, in whosesoever hands it be, consider most seriously and earnestly the great question of the education of the people.This question of the franchise is not alien from that other one of providing that the instruction, the education of the people, should be in a better state than it now is.I am convinced that if, after a measure of this kind, in another session of Parliament, this House shall consider the means of establishing a really national system of education, they will confer one of the greatest blessings which can be conferred upon this country; a measure for which, I believe, the people are now almost prepared, and which, after further discussion, I do trust might be carried with very nearly a general assent."
"Sir, I trust that when this enlarged franchise is given, we shall next see the government of this country, in whosesoever hands it be, consider most seriously and earnestly the great question of the education of the people.This question of the franchise is not alien from that other one of providing that the instruction, the education of the people, should be in a better state than it now is.I am convinced that if, after a measure of this kind, in another session of Parliament, this House shall consider the means of establishing a really national system of education, they will confer one of the greatest blessings which can be conferred upon this country; a measure for which, I believe, the people are now almost prepared, and which, after further discussion, I do trust might be carried with very nearly a general assent."
Surely it must occur to every one to ask why the noble philanthropist, entertaining such strong and generous views on the subject of national education, has delayed so very long reducing them to a practical form? Instead of consuming the last session in fruitless debates to carry through the Ecclesiastical Titles Bill, the provisionsof which have already become a dead letter, to the gross scandal and positive detriment of the cause of Protestantism, Lord John Russell might have occupied himself wisely and profitably by promoting the general advancement of education throughout the country. We fear, however, that his present educational zeal is not one whit more earnest and real than his indignation against Papal aggression. We are getting used to these promissory notes of the noble lord, as also to his accommodation bills, which sometimes are drawn to supersede them. We know quite well what purpose is intended to be served by his hints of grand national improvements to be proposed "in another session of Parliament." The purpose is Whig supremacy, and the perpetuation of that family and oligarchical alliance which is the sole principle of the present Ministry. But, supposing him to be in earnest, what sort of a logician does he prove himself? If education is, or ought to be, one of the conditions of the franchise, what shall we say to the man who first gives the franchise and then proposes to educate? This certainly is the most notable instance which we have seen in our day of that process which is properly expressed by the metaphor of "putting the cart before the horse." Undoubtedly the question of the franchise is not alien from that of the education of the people—knowledge and power may very well go hand in hand together; but in this instance Lord John Russell proposes to give the power first, and to impart the knowledge at some more convenient season. In our view, it would be quite as rational a proceeding to intrust the conduct of a railway engine and train, to a party wholly ignorant of the nature of the machinery, on the understanding that, at some future period, he was to acquire a knowledge of its working!
May we be allowed to express, with all humility—although in doing so we may be subjected to the charge of being behind the march of modern intellect—our very serious doubts whether the class which Lord John Russell proposes to enfranchise, is, on the whole, adequate to the proper discharge of the electoral duties? It may be a prejudice upon our part, but we cannot think that a scavenger or a dustman is as likely to form a correct opinion of the qualities which ought to recommend a candidate as the man who has enjoyed the advantages of a superior education. We hesitate to put the costermonger on an exact political equality with the philosopher. We think, for the sake of the general welfare and security, that he should not be so placed; because it is very obvious that, if this bill passes into a law, the general average intelligence of the electors will be greatly lowered, and a fearful preponderance given to the unlettered over the lettered classes. Below a certain point you cannot expect to find generally such a degree of imparted intelligence—though you may find much natural shrewdness—as ought to prevail among those who are intrusted with political power. Therefore we cannot but regard the urgent and admitted necessity for general education as a direct argument against the arbitrary lowering of the franchise; and we further think, that the franchise, if conferred in this way, will, in many cases, be morally detrimental to the people who receive it. We all know that, under the present system, corrupt practices have prevailed to a very odious extent. The late disclosures at St Albans show us that bribery is more common and widely diffused than any one would willingly believe; and there are good grounds for suspecting that even the metropolis of England is not altogether untainted. The mischief has become chronic. There are places, possessing the privilege of returning members to Parliament, in which the vote of almost every man is rated at a certain sum; and unless a candidate is willing to satisfy these demands, he may as soon hope to stop the Thames as to succeed in the object of his ambition. This is a monstrous evil; but we cannot see how it is to be cured by the admission of a new class of electors, more straitened in circumstances, and therefore more liable to be swayed by pecuniary influence, than even the older one. The bribery will continue; the number of the bribed will be enlarged; but the dividend per head will besmaller. Now, we entertain very strong opinions upon this same matter of bribery. We hold it to be the foulest blot in the working of the British Constitution; and we say advisedly, that nothing can be done to purify the system, short of an enactment enforcing rigorous pains and penalties, both on those who are proved to have tendered, and on those who are proved to have accepted, a bribe. There is no other way of dealing with corruption. Under the ballot—which many of the Radical reformers represent as a sure and certain check, but which we hope, for the sake of manhood and truth, will never be enacted—bribery could most easily be reduced to a system of organised betting. What could be simpler than for an agent, if the ballot were in operation—thus, be it remarked, precluding the possibility of an after inquiry—to offer bets of a certain amount to every man on the roll, that Mr So-and-so wouldnotbe returned, naming the opponent of his employer, and paying these, very honourably, whenever the event came off? The present bill does nothing whatever to prevent bribery; and although the "Corrupt Practices at Elections Bill," which has also been introduced, may facilitate an inquiry into the peculiar circumstances of any suspicious case, we greatly doubt the soundness of the principle upon which it professes to be based. Lord John Russell's view seems to be shortly this, that when it can be shown that corrupt practices prevail, the offending borough or constituency is to be disfranchised, and its privileges transferred to some other place which is not at present represented. He assumes that bribery prevails only in small boroughs, and he looks upon these as a fund which, some time or other, will become available for the supply of towns which ought, from their importance, to have a further share in the representation. We doubt both the accuracy and the morality of this view. Bribery is not confined to small constituencies; it has been practised largely in others. The only constituency in Scotland known positively to be tainted, numbers between 1800 and 1900 electors. Is London itself so virginal that no suspicion has been raised as to the purity of its electoral fame? We can hardly believe that it was made the subject of an unfounded calumny. Now, if justice is at all to be observed in matters of this sort, it is difficult, nay impossible, to understand why small corrupt constituencies are to be disfranchised, while larger ones are to be allowed to escape unpunished. And what is to be the criterion for disfranchisement? Let us suppose the case of a constituency of 2000, whereof one-half are proved to be bribed—a number more than sufficient to pervert the true expression of that constituency's opinion—are the remaining thousand electors, who have not participated in such practices, to be deprived of their privilege on account of the sins of their neighbours? This, we apprehend, would be neither just, politic, nor practicable; yet, if we understand him aright, Lord John Russell proposes to adopt this method with regard to small constituencies. Then again, it is alleged that there are places which, from their growing importance, ought to have representatives. If so, surely the present was the proper time to have supplied that want. There would have been but Petty regret for the extinction of Calne and divers other places, which, by some miracle or other, escaped disfranchisement twenty years ago, and which do not represent any interest, public or private, entitled to Parliamentary consideration. As it is, the "places of growing importance"—we wish we had been favoured with an accurate list of these—must wait until the corruption alleged to exist in the smaller boroughs shall extend itself to the villages which are now hung on as pendants, and until the taint is no longer endurable by a human nostril. Is there not something grossly absurd and unstatesmanlike in the proposition, which would make places of admitted importance dependent for their chance of representation on the possible increase of corruption?
We do not deny that there are several anomalies in the present distribution of representation, but not one of these is touched by the provisions of this measure. We are clearly of opinion that it would have beenfar better for the interests of the country had matters been allowed to remain undisturbed. It is plain that there was no general call for such a measure; and we have already pointed out several most serious objections to the proposed lowering of the franchise in the burghs. But if the question of reform of the representation is really to be taken up, it should be approached in a very different spirit from that which seems to have dictated this slovenly and imperfect scheme. The whole system should be considered and examined from its very foundation; and, in particular, the soundness of the principle which makes the possession of the suffrage depend upon a property qualification ought to be deliberately discussed. Several schemes, which have been proposed during the last year or two, are deserving of serious thought. One of these, suggested by Mr Stapleton,[20]formerly the private secretary of Mr Canning, is, at all events, worth consideration, and is certainly much preferable to a plan for bestowing power upon ignorance. He proposes that a considerable number of members of the House of Commons, from eighty to a hundred, should be returned by the different learned professions, and large public institutions, just as is presently done in the case of the universities. He says, with much show of truth,—
"Is it not then a matter of extreme wonder that, in a legislature consisting of six hundred and fifty-six members, only six should be returned by thelearningandeducationof the nation? Is it not unaccountable, that when the body of the old House of Commons was thrown by the Medeas of the day into their seething cauldron of reform, in order to infuse into its aged limbs livelier and more vital powers, it should never have occurred to these daring men to create some constituencies composed exclusively of educated persons above the suspicion of bribery, who would select their representatives for no other motives than that they believed them to be the best men at once to understand and to promote the imperial interests of Britain's almost boundless dominions? But is not this still more extraordinary when there existed no need for the creation of such bodies, seeing that they existed already made to their hands; seeing that they are to be found in all the professions to which English gentlemen belong?"
"Is it not then a matter of extreme wonder that, in a legislature consisting of six hundred and fifty-six members, only six should be returned by thelearningandeducationof the nation? Is it not unaccountable, that when the body of the old House of Commons was thrown by the Medeas of the day into their seething cauldron of reform, in order to infuse into its aged limbs livelier and more vital powers, it should never have occurred to these daring men to create some constituencies composed exclusively of educated persons above the suspicion of bribery, who would select their representatives for no other motives than that they believed them to be the best men at once to understand and to promote the imperial interests of Britain's almost boundless dominions? But is not this still more extraordinary when there existed no need for the creation of such bodies, seeing that they existed already made to their hands; seeing that they are to be found in all the professions to which English gentlemen belong?"
Mr Stapleton then proceeds to give an outline of his plan, which we need not discuss, because, under present circumstances, we deprecate any change whatever, on the general ground that no change is wanted by the nation. It is impossible that any kind of constitution can be made absolutely perfect; and therefore, when we have a constitution which, at all events, is satisfactory to the majority, we see no reason to disturb it. We have no objection to amendments which do not infringe upon a principle already laid down, and tacitly acquiesced in by all parties; indeed, we shall presently have to notice some amendments which might advantageously be introduced with regard to the representation of Scotland; but we do so solely because Ministers have insisted upon making themselves agitators, and have, therefore, in a manner, forced the discussion upon us. We do not think a new Reform Bill necessary; and we very much doubt whether this one will be read a second time; nevertheless, as it has been introduced, we are justified in pointing out such obvious improvements as might be made without any lowering of the franchise.
We do not pretend to possess that degree of information which would justify us in criticising the details of the English Reform Bill, introduced specially by the Premier. We shall say nothing of the tinkering process which he proposes to apply to the lesser boroughs, or of the curious selection of the places which are set down in the schedule by way of additions to them. We are not qualified from personal knowledge to speak of those matters, but we rejoice to observe that the subject is in the hands of that practised anatomist,The Times, whose dissection, so far as it has gone, is an exposition of insufferable corruption. But we have a word or two to say regarding the new Reform Bill for Scotland, to which we earnestly entreat the attention of ourcountrymen, whatever may be their shade of political opinion. We regard the matter as a national one of the utmost importance; and we shall try to approach it without any feeling of prejudice.
Of late years there has been a prevalent feeling in Scotland, that this portion of the United Kingdom did not receive full justice in the distribution of representatives which was made in 1832. That view has been over and over again stated and illustrated in journals widely differing from each other in general politics, but agreeing as to that particular point; and we shall presently have occasion to notice some of the leading arguments which were employed. We think it, however, right to say, that the entire change which was made in the Scottish representative system by the act of 1832, rendered it very difficult for the framers of that measure to calculate with certainty on its results. They had few data from which they might calculate the probable amount of the constituencies; and it is quite possible that they thought it safest, in the case of a population hitherto unused to open elections, to be parsimonious rather than liberal in the allotment of the members.
But twenty years have since then gone by. The people of Scotland are now as well used to elections as their southern neighbours; and it is admitted on all hands that intelligence and education are at least as widely diffused in this country as elsewhere. Therefore, now that the question of reform has been again brought forward, and a new bill introduced for amending our representation, it is incumbent upon us to consider whether the allotment of members made to Scotland is a just one; and that we can only ascertain by instituting a comparison with certain constituencies of England. We must be very cautious in doing so, to avoid exaggeration of any kind, and not to leap at rash conclusions by contrasting the constituency of this or that small English borough with a large Scottish one, possessing the same amount of political power. We must remember that there are many anomalies even in the English representation; and we must not try to make out a stronger case than we really have, by setting, for example, Calne, with its 159 electors, against the populous county of Perth with 4806 on the roll. We have overwhelming arguments on our side for an increase of the representation, if it should be determined that any kind of change is to be made, without having recourse to extremes.
We shall consider this matter simply on its own merits, without any reference whatever to the proposed increase of the franchise; our observations upon that point being applicable alike to the constituencies of England and of Scotland. We shall take the electoral rolls as they stand at present, and state our case from them.
By the Reform Act of 1832, every English county returns at least two members to Parliament—many of them possess a larger privilege. Yorkshire has six members; twenty-five counties, being divided, send four each; seven have the privilege of three.
No Scottish county returns more than a single member to Parliament; the number of the whole being precisely that which was fixed by the Act of Union.
Now, if, in 1832, no addition had been made to the English county representation, we should perhaps have no reason to complain. But such addition was made, to a very large extent; and now that a period of accounting has come, at the instance of the Prime Minister, it is our duty to see that, if there is to be a change at all, we are at least allowed something like a measure of justice.
Let us take the case of ten Scottish counties returning onlytenmembers:—