Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1859-01-11
A GREAT LAW LORD.

Standing in the narrow Gothic railed-of
space reserved for the pubiic--ths throne at
the opposite extremity Of the House-you may
see on one of the benches to the right, almost
every forenoon-Saturdsy and Sunday ex-
cepted-during the session, q very old man
with q white head, and attired in simple
frock and trousers of shepherds plaid. IL Is a
leonine head, aud the white locks are bushy
and profuse. So, too, the e-brows, penthouses
TO the eyes somewhat weak now, but that can
Hash hre yet upon occasions. The face is
pioughed with wrinkles, as well il NAV be- for
the old man will never see fourscore wears
again; and OF these, threescore, at the very
least, have been spent in study and the hardest
labor, mental and physical. The nose is
msrvei-protuoeraRt, rugose, aggressive, in
qniring, and defiant; unlovely, but inteIlec-
tual- There Is trumpet mouth, belligerent
mouth, projecting and self-asserting largest
ears, and on chin or cheeks no vestige of hair
Not beautiful man this on any theory of
beauty, Hogarthesque, Ruskinesque, Winckel-
manesque, or otherwise. Rather a shaggy.
gnarled, battered, weatherbeaten, ugly, faith
tul, Scotch collie type. Not soft, imploring,
yielding face. Rather a teasing, mocking,
pugnaclous cast of cOuntenanee. The mouth
Is fashioned to the saying Of harsh, hard, per-
unent things; not cruel, but downright; but
never to whisper compliments, or simper ou I
Platltudes nose, too, that can snuff the
battle afar of, aud with dilated nostrils.
breathe for glory that is sometimes terrible;
but not nose for a puncet box or a Covent
Garden boquet, or \ facOn ot Frangipani
Would nOtcare much for trufies either think.
or the delicate aroma Of sparkling Moselle
Would prefer onions, or strongly infused malt
and hops something honest and unsophisti-
Gated. Watch this old man narrowly, youpg
visitor to the Lords. Scan his furrowed yisage'
Mark his odd angular ways and gestures
passing uncouth. Now he crouches, very
Aarr Ia
shepherd 5 plaid leg in both his hands Both
erem, q. c., is taking nonsense, I think
Now the legs are crossed, and the hands
thrown behind the head; now he digs his elbow
into the little Gothic writing table before him,
and buries the hands into that puissant white
hair of his. The quiddities of Floorem, O. C.,
are beyond human patience. Then with .
wrench, a wriggle, shake, a half turn, and a
half start up still very dog like, but of the
Newfoundland rather, now he asks a LAWYER or
a witness question. Question very sharp and
TO the point, not often complimentary by times
and couched in that which is neither broad
Scotch nor NOrthumbrian burr, but a rebel
GOus mixture Of the two.
Mark him well; eve him closely. Won have
not much time to lose. Alas the giant is yery
old; though with frame yet unfeebled, with
intellect yet glOriousy unclouded But the
sands are ever running. Watch him, mark
him, score him on your mind tablets; then
nome; and In after years 1t may be your lot to
tell your children that once at least you have
seen with your own eyes the famous Lord of
VRux; once listen to the voice that has shaken
thrones and made tyrants tremble, that has
been herald Of deliverance to millions pining
IN slavery and captivity; voice that has given
utterancs, in mans most eloquent words, to
the noblest, wlsest thoughts lent to this man of
men by heaven; a voice that has been trumpet
sounding these sixty years past in defence of
truth, and r ght, and justics-in advocacy of
the claims of learning and justice, and of the
liberties Of the great English people, from whose
ranks he rose; a voice that should be entitled
to hearing in a Walhalls of wise heroes, after
Francis Of Verluam, and Isaac of Grantham;
the voice Of one who is worthily lord, but who
will be better remembered, and to all time
remembered enthusiastically and affectionate-
ly-ss the champion of all good and wise and
beautiful Human Things-Harry Brougham-
London Weekly Paper.