meeting. Mr Owen,' said Herbert to himself, who is Mr. Owen ?' He looked up and saw, to his surprise, the shrewd and good-tempered face of his talkative fellow-traveller. The cause of Mr. Owen being there was simply this: that, about a year before, he had purchased one of the factories in Ashdale. The business had hitherto been conducted by a foreman, he himself having been detained elsewhere; and he had just arrived to superintend his works in person. Herbert was rather curious to know what his Dissenting friend would say; but expected, like the rest, that he had risen to second Mr. Stubb's motion. It being the first time of Mr. Owen's appearance before the Welbourne public, great attention was paid to his speech.

Gentlemen,' said Mr. Owen, this is the first time that I have had the honour of appearing within these walls, and it may naturally be expected, that, having purchased a considerable property in the parish, and having now come to reside in your neighbourhood, I should avail myself of the opportunity to state what are my sentiments on this occasion. Gentlemen, I am a Dissenter from the Church of England; (Hear, hear! from Mr. Stubbs and the Radicals) I have been born and bred a Dissenter, and still remain so. The laws of the country allow a perfect freedom to every one to hold his own religious opinions, provided he does not interfere with those of his neighbour. I have come here, Gentlemen, because I understood there was to be an opposition to a grant of church-rate. (Loud cries of hear, hear.) Perhaps I shall surprise some of you who are present, but I here declare plainly that, as an honest man, I cannot vote against the church-rate. (Loud murmurs, and exclamations of surprise from the Radicals, and triumphant shouts from the Church party). I have given the matter a good deal of consideration, especially during the last few days, (here the speaker looked at Mr. Herbert) and if you will favour me with your attention, gentlemen, I will briefly give you my reasons :

"When I purchased my property in Ashdale, I calculated all the outgoings and expenses; I reckoned up the taxes, poor-rates, tithes, church-rates; and, allowing for all these drawbacks, I paid accordingly; I gave so much less for my purchase than I should have done had there been no drawbacks. Therefore I say, gentlemen, that having bought my property subject to a certain deduction for church-rates, I cannot, as an honest man, turn round and vote against a church-rate, and put the money into my own pocket: it would be a robbery to do so. "Another reason why I cannot vote against the church-rate, is, because I have a respect for the law of the land: and it is the law of the land that a church should be kept up in every parish, by a general assessment on property: and, so long as that law remains unrepealed I am not the man to disobey or evade it."

"A third reason is, that I consider that by refusing the church-rate I should be robbing the poor, who have a right, by law and long prescription, that a place of worship should be provided for them by the owners of real property, without exception: the property of Dissenters is equally liable with that of others."

"And, lastly, I will not vote against the rate, because I do not deem it of sufficient importance to quarrel about. It is but a few shillings,

after all, and I do not think it is worth disturbing the peace of the parish for such a trifle. My maxim is, " If it be possible, live peaceably with all men." And I have no notion of being dictated to by a set of selfish fellows in London, or any where else, whose purpose it may suit to set us at loggerheads together. I, for one, will not be made their tool; but take the liberty of judging for myself. And I think, gentlemen, if you would do the same, you will see that it will answer no good purpose to carry on this opposition any farther. If you had come to me for advice, I should have said, you had better never have begun it.'

"This speech of Mr. Owen's made a marvellous impression on the assembly. Mr. Owen was owner of the greater part of the cottages in Ashdale Mr. Stubbs amongst the rest, and his tenants did not much care to vote in opposition to their landlord. Some perceived the force of his argument; the tide of opinion suddenly changed, and many acknowledged that they did not know why they had made all this up

roar and confusion."

"The consequence was, that when it came to the show of hands, some had quietly left the Church, others did not vote at all, and the churchmen were in a majority of at least three to one.

"Mr. Herbert briefly addressed the meeting. He was sorry that any difference of opinion should have arisen in the parish; but it was so far satisfactory, that it had proved to him the sincerity of the friends of the Church, and had shown that even its opponents were not indisposed to listen to sound reason. He assured them that nothing should be wanting on his part to promote good neighbourhood so long as he lived amongst them, and he had great hopes that, when the new building at Ashdale was completed, his parishioners on that side could then become aware of the value of the Church.

"And so they separated, better satisfied with cach other than when they assembled."

"Herbert's predictions were not disappointed. Ashdale Church was consecrated during the summer, and an active curate established there. Some little jealousy remained for awhile, but by kindness and attention, the population was soon prevailed upon to attend divine worship, and a marked change became apparent in the community. None complained but the owners of the beer and gin shops-not even Mr. Stubbs-for his opinions on religion and politics quickly suited themselves to his customers."

We make no apology for introducing so long a quotation into our pages; we have done so because we, are sure, that should any of our clerical readers have to undergo the same unpleasant meeting as Mr. Herbert, no better argument, no language more forcible or more to the purpose could be used than that by Mr. Owen. Our author, upon this occasion, has done his work bravely. He is an excellent churchman, but he must be cautious, lest, the new party, which is rising within the Church, does not persuade him to forsake his orthodoxy.

The concluding chapters contain an account of our hero in

parliament, his first motion, the debate and division.

And the whole is summed up with a conclusion. As a whole, we beg to recommend this work to our readers; but the parts to which we have alluded forbid us giving our unqualified approbation of its contents. We are sorry that we cannot do so. Should another edition of the Portrait of a Churchman be called for, we sincerely hope that our author will suppress those parts which express the favourable opinion he has evinced of the Tracts for the Times by his becoming fully convinced of their Papistical Tendency.

The subject to which our author's attention has been called, is one doubtless of the most interesting, as well as the most important. To draw the character of a Churchman, however, requires a hand that is accustomed to paint living characters in the most imposing colours. The subject is the finest that can be offered, and the best adapted to call forth, not the imagination, but those powers of mind that can represent real life; the gentle touch is requisite as a finish to the picture, and that touch ought to be made by the most delicate hand. It is here where our author has failed. Instead of representing the English Clergyman of the orthodox school, sterling and sound to the very core, he has impregnated his mind with those fallacious and treacherous dogmas that are propagated by the Oxford Tract party. And thus the Portrait of the Churchman does but imperfectly represent that character which we should desire to behold in every professed member of our establishment. If we are to have portraits of Churchmen, let them be free from those heavy touches and blemishes that doth spoil the picture. We must have all the natural, real, characteristic of the original, "All of the olden time," sincere, honest, frank, fearless, and orthodox.

ART. VI.-The Speeches of Lord Brougham. Lately published. The Philological Museum, and Quarterly Journal of Education. No longer published.

The Critical Works and The Correspondence of Bentley. Not yet published.

[CONCLUDED FROM PAGE 175.]

BY one of those unaccountable whims, which lead men to undertake offices for which they are as unfit as an Edinburgh Reviewer is to become the keeper of the King's conscience, not only had Hudson the ambition to be sole editor of Thucydides, but Wasse too was desirous to take a part in Duker's

edition of an author that is far beyond the powers of the editors of Sallust and Florus: although, as the compiler of an index, which subsequent scholars have pillaged to shew off their reading, Wasse has done himself some credit and the thieves no little benefit. So high was the character which Wasse once held, that Bentley was led to say of him, that, when he himself should be no more, Wasse would be the most learned man in England. But how deep soever might be the mine of Wasse's erudition, its owner did not possess, like Bentley, an intellectual engine to bring up the ore. We remember scarcely a single passage in the whole of Thucydides, where Wasse has thrown the least light upon an obscurity, however trifling, or corrected an error, however slight. His name occurs occasionally in Kuster's notes on Suidas, but with nothing to justify the encomiums of Bentley; unless indeed Kuster was indebted to him for the references to the commentators on Aristotle and other out-of-the-way authors quoted in that lexicon. Like his master, Davis, the learned and acute editor of Cicero, but whose notes on Maximus Tyrius are thrown into the shade by those of his friend, Jeremy Markland, Wasse seems to have been more at home in Latin than Greek. His chief delight was, like Caspar Barthius, who edited Claudian when he was only nineteen years old, and who eventually ruined himself by his love of reading, to go into all the nooks and corners and bye-paths of literature, and to grope amongst the middle-age scholiasts on the later Latin writers, in the hope of picking up stray fragments of unknown authors. Bnt with all his delving, the indefatigable Caspar was unable to meet with a single pearl of the least value; as is evident from a perusal of his folio Adversaria, his quarto Claudian, and his three quarto volumes on Statius, the very sight of which would startle a contributor to the Penny Magazine, whose extreme limit to an article is a quarter sheet of print. With the view of preserving the results of his researches in the catacombs of scholiasts, Wasse probably commenced his Bibliotheca Literaria ; of which, however, only two volumes ever made their appearance. It was superintended by the non-conformist Jebb, whose lady was a hotter partizan for the rights of man, and of woman too, than even her husband; who is known in the classical world as the editor of Aristides. For the rhetorician of Hadrianopolis Jebb did nothing valuable, except by his collation of MSS. and the publication of some imperfect Scholia, which have been lately given more fully by Frommel and Dindorf from more complete and valuable MSS. than those at Oxford. The Bibliotheca Literaria of Wasse was the first of the learned periodicals which have been started at different times in this country, and all with

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the same want of success. For neither the Observationes Miscellaneas, planned by Taylor and edited by Jortin, nor within our own memory, the Classical Journal, the Museum Criticum, or the Philological Museum, were able to take root downwards and bear fruit upwards; although they were all supported by some of the principal scholars of the day. Nor is this to be wondered at. For at the very moment when Bentley's nurserygrounds were bursting into flower, there appeared a little cankerworm in the shape of one William Willymott; who deposited in the leaves of a Terence, with English notes, the eggs that were to give birth, eventually, to the reptiles, whose slime was destined to disfigure first, and to destroy afterwards, some beautiful speciment of a hortus siccus, collected in Greece and Italy. Mr. Willymott's name some of our older readers will probably have a faint recollection, as the author of two works, the terror of tutors unable to purchase a key to the Particles and Peculiars; where the Baconian translator of Corderius' Colloquies intended to unfold the art and mystery of writing Latin with peculiar elegance by attending to the particles. Such is our own recollection of these horrid books, that we never look upon even the outside of them without a shudder; and right glad we are, for our children's sake, that they have disappeared for ever, after running out their long lease of 99 years-an immortality nearly the double of what Serjeant Talfourd conceives a Coleridge and a Wordsworth are entitled to. But though the Particles and Peculiars have departed to return no more, yet we doubt not that Willymott's edition of the three plays of Terence will be resuscitated, as being the next worst plan to the now exploded Hamiltonian system; but which, when the Gower-Street Academy was under the wing of Lord Brougham, and the spirit of Locke brooded over the rising school of Materialism, was alone deemed suitable to the intellectual age of the elder children of Time; who are absolutely overpowered by an infinity of garden-pots, all watering the seedling acorns that are to be the future oaks of the country; unless they turn out, what is far more probable, the long, lean, branchless, and heartless pollards of the land.

To return, however, to Bentley. As the sun of Greek criticism was sinking, some stars were seen emerging from its beams and dotting the sky with nearly equal lustre. Amongst these the most conspicuous were Jeremy Markland, John Taylor, and Richard Dawes. The last came the nearest to Bentley; not in the extent of his reading-for Taylor had waded through ten times as much as Dawes in Greek, and Markland nearly as much in Latin-but the second Richard was like the first, conspicuous for that off-handed dash of criticism, so congenial to the