The Sun.
London, England, 1867-05-16 00:00:00

ON THE STUMP.

(From the 41forning Herald)

Saturday has settled it. At the moment when
shouts of triumph are pealing through the Conser-
vative camp, and the paeans of shameless renegades
ring their loudest, the people are rallying to the
drooping banner of William Ewart Gladstone. A
callous aristocracy, a mere money-getting middle
class, and even the debauched intelligence of the
working population, may range itself on the side of
Tory treachery and Adullamite perfidy, but after
all the voice of the people is echoed in that yearning
appeal, that tearful apostrophe, which wrung from the
heart and the lips of their own William last Satur-
day the grandly audacious defiance which has ere
this struck the chill of terror itro the mass of gelid
fl :less which would be called the heart of the House
6f Commons. Henceforth we have done with Parlia-
ment. Too long, with a generous but overstrained
patience, has the one statesman of England sought to
teach that the end and am of its existence is to restore
the Whigs to Downing-street. Thrice has he forced
that intelligible issue upon its conscience and its
loyalty, and thrice has he met with a repulse at once
shameless in its disobedience and cynical in its
audacity. Those who, in mournfully diminished
numbers, still hold to him, are good men and true,
but he is faced by a soulless congeries of dishonoured
partisans, who fail to acknowledge the grandeur• of
the programme which would place the leader of the
people once more in his proper place on the right of
the Speaker. What though he is backed by such sin-
cere Reformers as Lowe and Bernal Osborne? He
struggles vainly against the mass of traditional
Tories, professed Liberals, and the self-seeking clique
of renegades represented by a Headlam, a Bass, an
Elcho, a Harvey Lewis, a Grosvenor, a Laing, and a

Roebuck. There must be an end to this, and the sturdy
men of Manchester have said that it shall be so. They
demand household suffrage pure and simple, with
triennial parliaments, and while they know that Mr.
Gladstone will accept neither, they throw themselves
into his arms with a sublime confidence, and are not
even mean enough to ask what he means to do for
them. And what is the response to this splendid
generosity, this childlike trustfulness? The tri-
bune of the people is chiefly identified with a seven-
pound franchise or a five pound franchise, or a
" hard and fast" lima of some kind or other. But
mark how the true statesman rises superior to small
pledges and peddling consistency. With a noble
scorn and a grand derision he sweeps from his path
these records of a forgotten past, these finger-posts
which mark the traces by which, from separate
starting-points, he has sought the way to office, and
bursting the shackles of a hollow conventional
decency, untrammels himself from the pledges of
the past, and declares himself at liberty to say, to
do, and to suffer anything—even from manhood
suffrage down to bigamy—if only he may open to
himself the portals of Downing-street. As we have
said before, so we repeat now, let us have no carp-
ing about details, which are puerile or meaning-
less in contrast with the grand purpose which
William Ewart has ever steadily kept in view. Let
those who love good laws, and look to have them in
halcyon days in a not far future at present remote,
await with peaceful lips, and faithful, if yearning,
eyes the good things that their trusted leader will
send them. Let them, we would say, with a gener-
ous defiance to Tory scoffers, let them even shut
their eyes, as the shrewd men of the National Re-
form Union have done. They demand household
suffrage pure and simple, but will Mr. Gladstone
give it them ? Not a bit of it. Do they ask him
to pledge himself to their programme ? By no
means. They leave him free; they promise him
their support to crush the Reform Bill; and when
be gets into office, we can promise them that,
having kept their eyes shut all the while, when
they open them they shall see what they
shall see. What, then —in the glowing
language of the lofty orator and inspired
poet of the name of Jones, who erewhile thrilled a
universe for a shilling a head at the Hanover-square
ROOlll3. What, then, is to be done? There is no
uncertain sound in the trumpet-tongued response
of the People's William. Let the House of Com-
mons look to it. He offers grace and mercy, if
only it will bend to his majestic will. Let it, enner•l
tie rules of Aprn iz and May 9. Let the Tories
cease from troubling, and the Liberals and the tea-
room party from thwarting him. Let the Parlia-
ment of England crouch at the feet of its master,
acknowledge its fault, cancel its decisions, and be
ready to register the dictates of him who speaks in
the name of the multitudinous people. Let it un-
say all that it has said, undo all that it has done,
and be ready to back him in one supreme effort to
save an agonised nation, and restore the Whigs to
power. This is one alternative, the other is equally
simple. Defy him, pass this Act of Betrayal, this
Measure of Measureless Infamy, this Statute of S tre-
perous Turpitude, and the People's William will turn
in loathing scorn from a base and besotted Parlia-
ment, and fling himself into the longing arms of a
yearning but maddened populace. Again, we re-
peat, let the House of Commons look to it, and let
the upper and middle classes and the industrious
and intelligent working men look to it. They are
sick of the reform agitation, of meetings, and de-
monstrations ; we promise them a resumption of the
campaign on a far more gigantic and . irritating
scale. They are weary of Bright., and Beales, and
Bradlaugh ; yet if these minor satellites could so

stir the hearts of the people, how menacingly deep,
how terribly earnest will be the response which will
follow when the People's William takes to the stump,
and attunes the heartstrings of roughs to the noble
promptings of his generous ambition. A sterner
Minister than Walpole may mass his forces to ter-
rorise the followers of Gladstone. Sir Richard
myrmidons, yrmid
Mayne may array his m the War-office
may lay Aldershot under contribution and make
London to gleam with hireling bayonets, and Lord
John Manners may encase Hyde-park with pilings
of triple strength ; but when the people arise in
their might at the bidding of their trusted leader,
the peerless Paladin who knows nor shame nor re-
proach, the barriers erected by an effete oligarchy
will be burst like the withes which Samson rent in
the very scorn of his resistless power, and the Com-
mons of England will be scattered in dismay when
the walls of St. Stephen's are affrighted by the tread
and summons of the legions led by William Ewart
Gladstone.—Gaily Bellowyraph.

The will of Behjamin Cohen, Esq., of Asgill
[louse, Richmond, and Marine-parade, Brighton,
was proved in London on the I.F.th ult., and the
personalty sworn under £140,000. The executors
are his three sons, Lionel, Nathaniel, and Arthur,
and Sampson Lucas, Esq. The testator died March
30, at the Great Western Hotel, Paddington. He
has left the following charitable bequests :—To the
Jews' Free School, Bell-lane, £200; Jews' Hos-
pital (Beth Holm), Mile-end, £lOO ; Mesh war
Neposh, £lOO ; Jewish Ladies' Benevolent Society,
founded by his sister, Mrs. De Rothschild, £100;
Great Synagogue, Duke's-place, £lOO ; Jews'
Orphan Asylum, Hackney, £5O, all free of legacy
duty; to the Vicar of Richmond £l5O for
benevolent purposes ; and. directs that on the de-
cease of his relict £lOOO shall be distributed among
such charities as his executors may see fit. There
are numerous legacies to his friends and to his ser-
vants. To his wife he leaves an immediate legacy
of £5OO, the interest of £60,000, and his residences
and furniture, except the jewels and medals which
are specifically bequeathed. He has made a liberal
provision for his daughters, and leaves the residue of
his property amongst his three sons equally.
The CATTLE PLAGUE.—The cattle plague is re-
ported to have again made its appearance in Cornwall, and
great uneasiness prevails in consequence. A cow, the pro-
perty of Mr. Jell, farmer, bf Calstook, suddenly because ill
during the past week, and on Friday a veterinary surgeon
declared it to be a bad case of cattle plague. The animal
was ordered to be killed.

About 100,0001bs. of a good quality of sugar,
made from beet toot, have just been received at Spring-
field, Illinois, from a manufactory recently established in
Livingston County, in that State.
EDITORIAL COURTESIES.—In a recent number of
the Foxtown Fusilier appeared the following editorial note :
—" Postscript.--We stop the press with pleasure to an-
nounce the decease of our contemporary, Mr. Suaggs,
editor of the Foxtown Flash. He has now gone to another
and a better world. Persons who have taken the Flash
will find tho Fusilier a good papor."— The Stationer.