The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1841-03-19 00:00:00

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Rev. Prelate must have bean especially disappointed in
not receiving the support of his Grace the Duke of
Wellington, who expressed himself so strongly in fa-
vour of his object on the former,evening. His Grace's
language on that occasion will not easily be forgotten,
when he said, alluding to the intended incorporation of
the St. Sulpicians, that it was the " first blow struck
at the principles of the reformation," and he entreated
the attention of their lordships to it.with an earnestness

suitable to at emergency so serious and important.
Was this appeal put forward merely as a demonstration,
and intended to direct the public mind from, rather
than to fix it on this particular point ? . We ask this
question, because, if we mistake not, his Grace has on
former occasions applied some of that admirable skill
which distinguished him as the first of military, tacti-
cians to the strategy of debate 'and the conduct of ci-

vil affairs. It is certainly a species of finesse, or, at
least, it so appeared in our eyes, which none could put
in practice with greater probability of success than his
Grace. When people are led to suppose that the Duke
is wide awake, and sees a serious blow aimed at some
vital principle in our constitution, how natural is it
that they should abandon themselves to a feeling of
confidence and security; how natural that they should
exult in the imagination that the threatened attack had
been discerned by his eagle eye, and that they should
give themselves up to the enjoyment of that satisfac-
tion which the idea of having so vigilant a sentinel
and so powerful a defender at the post of danger was
calculated to inspire. It might appear at a first glance
that this sort of alarm-cry would tend to excite rather
than to calm, to awaken rather than allay apprehen-
sion; but under his Grace's refined and judicious ma-
nagement a contrary result takes place. The feint is
applied by his skilful hand with such unequalled tact
that nobody entertains the slightest suspicion of what
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lis Grace, perhaps, does not breathe the
secret of his deceptive missive even to himself. He

has said, we may remember, that " if the hairs of his
head knew what was passing inside he would cut them
off." Meanwhile the missive does its work, and no-
body dreams of interfering with a business which it is
supposed the Duke has taken in hands. The day of
trial at length arrives, and-the blow is struck,
quietly, effectively, and without opposition. And then
what have the people to do but muse upon the melan-
choly result. _ _

We cannot collect from the debate that the incorpo-

ration of the St. Sulpicians, and the confirming to
them the disputed seigniory, out of which it is calcu-
lated they will net some thirty thousand pounds a-year,
will be less a blow at the principles of the reformation,
when inflicted, than it appeared to be while yet only
impending. Popery now obtains a degree of recogni-
tion and establishment in Canada, such as it had not
arrived at before ; and along with this consolidation,

it acquires great possessions with an improved title,
which we fear will give it a new power that will be
felt not only through the entire of our Canadian terri-
tories, but beyond them. Well might the Duke of
Wellington say that this was " a severe blow at the
principle of the reformation"—lamentable under any
circumstances, but particularly so now as coming from
the Sovereign authority, aided, we must add, by that
dignified and (as it should be) independent branch of
the legislature, in which all the loyal and respectable
portion of the population has been accustomed to re-
pose its confidence.
Thus it is that the bravery of the Canadian loyalists
and Protestants in Both provinces is rewarded ; and
such is the answer returned to their prayers and re-
monstrances touching this superstitious brotherhood
of St. Sulpice. Rebels are richly remunerated ; loy-
alists are treated with rejection and contempt. The
most ample provision is made for the dissemination of
a false religion, wholly incompatible with an undivided
allegiance to a Protestant Sovereign; but the national
church, scarcely indulged with toleration, is left to
But this, after all, is not the first blow at the
principles of the reformation; it is only the second.
The first was inflicted some twelve years ago; this is
its legitimate fruit. _ .

starve

In the course of the debate on Monday, it was ar-
gued that, from the neglects or compromises of former
administrations, the right of the Crown to the seigni-
ories now about to be assigned away irrevocably, bad
become involved in doubt; and on this doubt, coupled
with certain inuendoes as to what might happen if the

Canadian Papists were to he irritated by a refusal of
their demands, the plea for concession was raised.
Doubt and fear—two bad advisers, especially when
conspiring in their counsels—are the main ingredients
of its actuating motive : doubt as to the law, and fear
as to the consequences of non-compliance. But doubt,

Correction

under existing circumstances, is certain triumph to
the adversary ; for, in such case, ascendant Popery
steps in, and the scale of Protestantism immediately
kicks the beam. But when and where is this wretched
system to end ? As a system of policy, by the way, it
is absurd, nay suicidal. In strengthening Popery in
Canada, we do but strengthen that disease from which
all the troubles in the province flow. By very large
concessions we purchase dearly a very little temporary
peace, and confirm and establish the power of the ad-
versary immensely. Popery will never be won over
to our side by any concessions. It will bear no rival
near its throne, and be satisfied with nothing short of
absolute command. It is time we should know this,
and act as if we did.

The boy Jones, though the son of a tailor who
works on a bulkhead, and though at this present mo-
ment immured himself in Tothill-fields House of Cor-
rection, as a vagabond whose wanderings have ceased
for the present, he is probably climbing that ever-
beginning, never-ending steep, the tread-mill—is yet,
in our estimation, a youth of noble aspirations. We
should like to examine his phrenological developments.
Our pen upon it, there is something that gives token
of a lofty, soaring spirit in his burnposities. In his
present forlorn state he is, poor fellow, but an abject,
despised thing. The world estimates merit by its for-
External accidents and mere trappings settle
everything in their opinion; and few there are that
can see any genius in the man whose ill luck clothes
him in rags, or sends him to Tuthill-fields House of
Yet, gentle reader, do accompany us for
a moment to the prison of poor Edward Jones. Let
us consider him there, not as a cruel fate has for the
moment disposed of him, hut as his own bright ima-
gination would have him be. What is his crime ?
Ambition—ambition, not for the glories of the tented
heath—not " to follow to the field some warlike lord ;"
not to command upon the seas, and shine hereafter a
new star in the galaxy of British naval heroes. No;
letters and the court have been his first love, and he
remains true to the passion. In vain do they ask him
to enlist, or embark, " a- shiphoy, on the high and
giddy mast ;" he cannot, will not, break his plighted
faith. He has vowed to become either a Melbo rue or
a Normanby—a palace premier or an author, or both;
and who can blame him for so noble a denouement of
his powers ? We are sure her Maj'sty will not. His
error consists in the rather abrupt method that he has
taken to attain the gratification of his wishes. Of a
disposition too impetuous to await the ordinary pace of
events, he strikes off at once into the royal road, and
would become a premier by climbing the palace walls,
or forcing himself through a palace window, or down
a palace chimney ; and then, having entered—instead
of paying a nice regard to the solemnity and sacred-
ness of the place, and to the etiquette and ceremony
inseparable from its halls and banquets, as a roy&
guest should do, and as Lord Melbourne, no doubt,
does—the bulkhead tailor's son proceeds immediately,
and sans ceremonie, to profit by his advancement.
" He was taken," says the report, " in the hall, but it
was discovered that he had previously visited her Ma-
jesty's larder, as at the time he was disturbed he was
feasting himself with cold meat and potatoes, which he
had conveyed up stairs in a handkerchief." Here
lay the error. The love of the palace kitche

is, if we may judge by the example of great
men, in itself laudable ; and no wonder that a
poor tailor's son, with a passion for reading, and
reading, as he frequently must have done, of the
sumptuous faring, every day, of the great men alluded
to within the royal residence—should have become
smitten with a desire to partake of the same bounty,
and share in the good things of the palace cupboard.
But, as we have said, to take up the cold meat and
potatoes in a handkerchief, and to munch them behind
a glass door—that shews an ignorance of the ways of
courts, and the untutored simplicity of the tailor's son.