counsel had also given him insight into the whole legal proceedings of
this court-martial, which betrayed to his practised eye a palpable
infraction of one at least of those essential rules by which every
tribunal of justice ought to be governed, or cease to be considered a
tribunal of justice. He knew all this, and the truth _burnt within him_;
he could not sit down in silence; he could not at once dismiss his
sympathy and indignation—his sympathy for an injured man, his
indignation for the rules of justice violated. He had ceased to be the
advocate of Captain Douglas, but he still clung to his cause, for it was
the cause, he was persuaded, of truth and justice.
“Only a great and pressing exigency,” he thus explains himself in the
eloquent exordium of his letter, “could have induced one of the
humblest of your Majesty’s subjects to step forth from his obscurity,
and thus publicly and directly address your Majesty. Even had he not
known, however, the benignant and equitable temper of his sovereign, a
case like the present would have forced him to bring it forward; for
the voice of justice is a sublime one, strengthening the feeblest, and
elevating the humblest, who, hearing, endeavours to obey it.
“He who has thus ventured to beseech the ear of his sovereign,
believes in his conscience that the cause of justice in this country
has recently sustained, through a defective system of military
jurisprudence, a calamitous defeat.
“An officer, an accomplished gentleman, of ancient and honourable
family, in the very flower of his age,[2] after having devoted
thirteen years to the faithful and zealous service of your Majesty in
almost every quarter of your world-wide dominions, has been
ignominiously expelled from that service, branded as a Liar. He stood
on trial before his brother officers with as high vouchers to
character, as could have been presented, had it unfortunately been
rendered necessary by such a casualty as has befallen him, by any one
of themselves. He was, moreover, the eldest son of a general officer
who lately descended to his grave with honour, after half a century
spent in the service of three of your Majesty’s predecessors; leaving
behind him, as his eldest son, the unhappy gentleman to whose case I
earnestly implore the attention of your Majesty....
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