The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1878-05-15

C1inee, las Oeen possessed or the
blind fury of the iconoclast, she
alone, has been the great conserya-
tive power whose business it was to
guard the time-honored traditions
of the past. Yet here, among the
relics of her saints, among the dry
bones and dust Of her poets and
statesmen and her kings, is little
tablet to the memory of two hum
BILE disciples of Christ, who in their
day and generation were despised
and cast out of men. All honor to
the great Dean whose liberal heart
allowed this memorial of tender.
ness and love to bear to future ages
the testimony that all of Christian
Service and Christian Faith is not
confined within the Ritual Of the
Church Of England. It has been
too much the custom for travellers
from my own and other countries,
to attempt to belittle and ignore
the Imperial surroundings Of this
magnificent city. The man must
be a madman or fool who can
wander from day to day among In
stitutions which glorify humanity,
and splendid charities which dis
pense their gracious gifts with q
lavishness and bounty unknown in
other lands, who can see those i'm
perial collections to which the earth,
and the sea, and the sky in every
land hath paid tribute, and not ac-
knowledge freely and cheerfuly
that here is people worthy to oc-
cupy the position that they do, as
arbitors in the destiny of the world.
The child of the English beggar to.
day, can have free access to such a
collection, as the grandest Imperial
power on the earth could not have
commanded a hundred years ago.
Here are hospitals supported by in
dividual bounty, which hold in
their free service such marvellous
skill and knowledge, as kings could
only command. IF a man wants to
find fault, there is plenty to find
fault with here. The Briton of all
past time has manfully maintained
his inalienable right to grumble,-
he clings to it abroad and he fights
for it at home, and he loves fair
play too well to deny that privilege
to his French and American cous-
ins. The great difficulty appears
to be that when brother Jonathan
goes travelling, he forgets to put
New York in one breeches pocket
and Boston in the other. The
Frenchman is compelled to leave
Paris on the banks of the river
Seine, and the German thinks his
lager and pretzels more palatable
in Vienna or Berlin. Here the con-
trasts of life are quick, short, and
sharp. The tattered costermonger
drives his donkey cart under the
shadow of the proud palace OF st.
James, and the ragged beggar
smokes his pipe among the princely
club houses Of Pail Mall. On all
the great thoroughfares, shops rich
in priceless jewels and gold stand
cheek by jowl with dirty little
dens, rank with the foul odor OF
red herrings, stale sausages, and
musty tripe; the dividing lines
between the lowly and the great
are gradually dying out The rich
merchants whose argosies are bring.
ing to England's shores the untold
treasures of every land, are getting
to be the acknowledged lords of the
soil. The manufacturers Of Biz
mingham and Sheffield and Man
| chester, the merchant princes OF
London and Liverpool, represent
to day the real power on which
England depends in it's hour OF
danger and trial. I don't blame
the Frenchman whose heart beats
quicker at the grand strains Of the
Marsellaise, or the American wan
dering in foreign land, whose
blood is stirred at the sight Of the
Stars and Stripes, but I should
despise the Englishman who could
forget for moment the splendid
achievements of his own imperial
race, which has been glorifed by
the genius of Shakespeare, the hui
manity of Wilberforce, the indomita-
BILE pluck of Wellington and Nelson,
the eloquence of Pitt, Of Canning,
and of Fox, and the great Army
of Martyrs who have offered them
selves as a sacrifice to human liber.
ty during the past eight hundred
years of her advancing civilization.
But good bye London. Paris and
O crraat FYnositiol1 Is still before