Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-12-10

Dilt uor OOulu Is AuoWu 10 Inc puDllc eye.
AS individuals they don't amount to
shucks, but as representative oppressors
they take the cake, bake-house and wagon
before the door,
LORD BYRON chose but poorly when he
selected Thomas Moore for his biographer.
They we're brother poets and the closest
friends in the later years of their lives.
Moore was some six years Byron's senior,
and, yet, singularly enough, Byron had a
premonition that Moore would survive him
and he made him the custodian of his pri-
vate papers and his fame, confding in him
to vindicate him from injustice. Byron
after being driven into voluntary exile by
the unreasonable rage of the British public,
after his wife had deserted him, wrote his
autobiography entitled ga Memoir and
when Moore visited him in Italy he placed
the memorial in his hands, selecting him
as his biographer, instructing Moore to
publish it after his death. But Moore,
after Byron's death, was guilty of an act
of perfdy which is execrated by every
friend of justice, by every sympathizer
with Byron in his hard fate. He had his
failings, reprehensihle errors, yet he was
pursued by an insane fury of which it
has been the fate of few men to be the VIC
Tins. His wife and her family were his
bitter accusers and to defend himself
against false accusations he wrote the
memoir and authorized Moore to show it
to Lady Byron that she might take any
exception to it that suited her. Moore was
vain, weak man, although brilliant in
poetic genius and was easily Influenced by
the establishments of the great and titled
nobility and he was importuned by lords
and ladies not to publish the memoir and
he meanly, wickedly, treacherously COM
mitted it to the flames. In writing Byron's
biography Moore weakly attempts to vim
dictate himself for this act of treachery by
claiming that the material points of the
memoir had been stated and that its publ
cation would have harmed rather than
helped the fame of Byron. The public
would rather Judge of this themselves than
take the word even of Mr.. Moore.
He even admits that the
memoir does vindicate and exculpate By
ron from the injustice of some of the &C
cusatory charges made against him. Then
why not have published the whole memoir
tnat the noble poet might have told his
side of the lamentable controversy in his
own words? What a pity that a firm, true,
brave and unyielding friend of Byron had
mt haQy1 nhn:Qn tho orJi oe
fame. In that case he would ha We been SO
successfully indicated that Mrs. Stoves
unwomanly, most disgraceful scandal
would never have been published to the
soiling of her own good name, and that of
Lady Byron. Byron always believed tiAt
the root and source of all his domestic
woe was the nurse of Lady Byron, whose
ear she had, and to whose lyings, scanda-
lous tales she yielded ready credence.
Byron has gibbeted in enduring verse. the
Shiny qualities of this domestic go-be
tween, this malignant gossip, who doubt
less did more to undermine and ruin By
ron's household than all other Influences
combined. Byron wrote blistering po-
etc condemnation OF this false-hearted
spy" commencing thus:
born in the garnet, In the kitchen, brad
Promoted thence to deck her mistress had
Next for some gracious service unexprast.
And from Its wages only to be guessed
Ralsed from the toilet to the table whore
Her wondering betters wait behind her chair.
With eye unmoved. and forehead uIlabasIed
She dimes from off the plate she lately
washed;
Quick with the tale, and ready with the
lie,
The genial confdante, and ready spy:
VINO could, ye Gods! her next employment
guess,
An only infants earliest governess!
She taught the child TO read, and taught so
well,
That she by teaching taught herself, to
spell.
An adept next in penmanship. she grows.
AS many nameless SANDER deftlv
shows;
What she had made the pupil of her art.
None knew-but that high soul securad the
heart,
And painted for the truth it could not hear.
With longing breast and undecided ear
And thus through some hundred or more
lines he depicts the alleged destroyer of
his domestic life, closing as follows:
But for the love / bore, and still must
bear.
To her thy malice from ali ties would tear.
Thy name-thy human name to every eve.
The climax of all scorn, should have on
high;
Exalted DER thy less abhorred compeers.
And fostering In the infamy of years.