The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1835-07-24 00:00:00

JULY 24, 1834.

, ect whi c h they have pursued in reference to the num-
ber of episcopalians in Ireland ? They have glaringly
under-rated them. Not have they dealt faithfully by the
Presbyterians, and for the same ignoble reasons. Popery

must be magnified—protestantism must be depressed,
seems to have been their governing motives. We feel
confident that the relative proportion of the Roman catholic
population of Ireland is not more than three to one in
comparison with the protestants. As a reason for enter-
taining this belief, we will only mention that the papists
in Liverpool are stated to amount to seventy thousand.
Our readers, perhaps, will stare at this senseless but
audacious exaggeration ; but let any of their priests be
asked the question, and the above will be the answer.
But should any superfluous revenue accrue from the
plan adopted, whom will its appropriation benefit ? Is
not the system of education proposed exclusively sec-
tarian ? The protestants maintain that the Bible, the
whole Bible, and nothing but the Bible, should constitute
the basis of all religious education ; anything short of
this broad principle they designate as narrow-minded
bigotry. Will the dissenters, generally, avail themselves
of these surplus funds? Let them bear in mind that

every penny derived from the execution of a plan which
offers a bounty on the wholesale murder of Protestants
will be "THE PRICE OF BLOOD." While their assistance
is necessary, in order the more effectually to displace the
corner stone of protestantism in Ireland, the popish
rabble will gladly hail their co-operation. But let them
beware, the day of retribution is at hand.
In conclusion, we recommend the unprejudiced perusal
of. Sir ROBERT PEEL'S speech on Tuesday evening, and
there it will be found how superior truth is to error—
how contemptible the party schemes of the present
ministry, whose sinister policy is daily becoming more
apparent, and sinking them, in public estimation, into
irretrievable disgrace.,

We have risen from the perusal of Lord BROUGILASe,
after-dinner speech in this town, on Monday last, with
feelings of a conflicting nature. It is impossible to re-
frain from laughing—it is impossible not to feel pain.

When we see a tumbler standing upon his head or
hands, with his legs prancing in the air, we can hardly

resist being amused by his grimaces, and the drollery of
his unnatural contortions; but at the same time we pity
the poor sinner, who for the sake of subsistence, or a lovo

of vulgar applause, inflicts upon himself so much bodily
suffering, at the hazard of breaking, his neck in order to
gratify a liberal and discerning public.
If Lord BROUGHAM knew the extent of his own capa-
bilities, or knew how he is estimated by the people, he
would act a very different part in public life, and gain a
more worthy renown by either remaining silent at the
present moment, or by addressing himself to the judg-
ment rather than to the passiOns of the most ignorant
and most unprincipled portion of his countrymen. But
we fear that it is the nature of the noble and learned
lord to play the buffoon. A loud gape of a horse laugh
at his pranks and his mimicries appears to be the sole
reward which he aspires to. It is a wretched vanity
that can be indulged at so cheap a rate; and yet Lord
BROUGHAM is content to take empty cheers at a drinking
boot to be compensation enough for the humiliation into
which he plunges himself by his indiscreet admissions.
We are not of those who would detract from the merits
of the ex-chancelldr. We admit him to be a man of
rare and singular talents, of matchless powers of oratory,
of crushing sarcasm and invective, an able writer, a
formidable opponent in debate ; but it is because Lord
BROUGHAM possesses these rare qualities that we regret
to see him degrading them to the mean arts of tom-
foolery, for the purpose of regaininga position not at all
I enviable, but which position he has lost for ever. - in
grief or disappointment silence is true dignity.
.When a
'man has fallen between two chairs, it is folly or madness
to knock his head against the floor. Lord BROUGHAM
has so fallen, perhaps lower than the floor, but that is no
reason why he should attempt to convince even his ad-
mirers that he is a greater man than ever. Such conceit
evinces a ,sad twist in the seat of judgment. That he is
down—that he is out of ollice--that be is .aohocbt.,,everY
' body knows; hut to endeavour to convince us, against
our clear conviction, that he is a mightier personag6 than
at any former period, indicates a state of mind which is
1 enough to make Mr. JAMES BRANCKER'S angels.weer.

That the noble and learned lord has suffered, or

imagines be has suffered some. deep wrong at theitands
of certain members of his own party—the “. base
whigs," as that base hound O'CONNELL called them—is
asserted without reservation. He was placed at the head
of the nobility of England by Lord GREY and the whigs,
contrary, it is said, to Lord GREY'S wishes, and he be-
came an influential member of the cabinet. How he was
treated by his political friends, Lord BROUGHAM himself
thus describes :

" I would say, that he who seeks place—oftentimes misnamed
power—does not secure any very enviable prerogative, or any
very sweet enjoyment. To be responsible for measures which
others control, and perhaps contrive—to be answerable for
leaving things undone which he ought to have done, and which
be had all the desire to do, but was prevented by others—to be
compelled to trust some of the most untrustworthy of their race
—to repose confidence when great actions are to be performed,
and serious interests are deeply involved,—to be compelled to
repose confidence—implicit confidence, in persons whom common
prudence would refuse to trust even in the smallest matters—ta
have the most profound and difficult views of policy judged of
and decided upon by the most ignorant and superficial of hums
kind, or the most generous aspirations after the • happiness of
man which can warm the human breast chilled by the frowns of
the selfish and sordid—these are a few of the unenviable pre-
rogatives which place confers upon its possessors. T. find,
after you have done all you can to serve one to whom -you. are
attached, and fail, that he becomes infuriate because you hare
tried to succeed; and after you have happily succeeded in serving
another, he forthwith requites the obligation, or thinks to cancel
it, by picking a quarrel, or has recourse to by far the most un-
amiable characteristic of a British people—that preposterous
pride which shows itself by seeking to get rid of a sense of obli-
gation by displaying the blackest ingratitude. (Cbeezi.) All
this, believe me, he who governs this country and dispenses its
patronage experiences, oftentimes in the, course of six little
months of his official life."

The noble and learned lord tells us by implication.
and in language which cannot be misunderstoo& 'that all
this disgusting and unworthy treatment he experienced
from his friends in the first, and, of conrse,,also in the
last, " six little months of his official life?' He tells us
by implieation tliat he had to deal with Colksgues in the
cabinet who- were of .an " untrustworthy race"—that he
had to place confidence in persons who did not possess
"common prudence"—that those who decided upon his
lordship's " profound and difficutt views of policy" were
the " most ignorant and superficial of human kind"---
' that some of his coadjutors were "selfish and sordid,"
and that notwithstanding. all the services he bad ren-
dered, and the sacrifices he had made for his party, they
had, by intriguing against him, and ultimately expelling
him from his high office, treated him with the "blackest
ingratitude."
Mercy onus! Had an enemy said this—had a slan-
derous tory, or an antiliberal tory, or a tory in the rear
of the march of intellect said this, or the tenth part of
this, there would have been a terrible blast from all the
penny trumpets of the press. We should have had no
peace by day, no rest by night. The knife grinders in
the dark alleys of literature would have come down upon
us en masse. We should have had a death's. head placed.
over the lintel and cross l• nes on our door posts, and
perhaps the attorney. general would have been instructed
to open a battery against us in the Court, of King
Bench.
We, however, are not the accusers. It is Lord
firrouGnAm who thus speaks of himself and his party;
and he bitterly complains that he has been treated
harshly and unjustly—that he has been betrayed, itv
suited, defamed, undermined, and repudiated by his oW°
friends. It is under feelings sharpened by sense of
wrong that his lordship exclaims, casting as it were 10
bread upon the waters, and hoping much for himself and
his country,
"1 ain scilliny to assist with any man, I care not With 000(1
. he his name Melbourne, or Russell, or Grey, or Althore,
Wellington, or Peel !"
This is, no doubt, both generous and liberal ; but
there is more in it than meets the eye at the till
glarn'e. tt is not _reasoinble to suppcse that Lor