probable treatment? The glorious part may have a few advocates, who will
be laughed at for their antiquated notions; or it may serve to evoke a
few bright ideas in a debate—the modern surplusage of great men’s
speeches. The shame part may occasion a feeling of effervescent
indignation for the moment. But the interest portion will instantly call
forth all the energies of the economic mind of Britain, and will soon
accumulate such an avalanche of figures and calculations, as will bear
down and crush every other consideration before it. It was once thought
wise that men should be taught, through the achievements of their
forefathers, the value of their institutions. Free-trade philosophy
calls it wiser to teach them to forget forefathers, achievements, and
all, in a gigantic struggle for pounds, shillings, and pence. “Confound
your acquiring a manly pride by learning your hereditary right to it!”
is the language of this school of politicians, and the language they are
rapidly teaching England. “Give us the pride of money.” “Britain against
the world, as long as Britain pays; but the world against Britain, the
moment she doesn’t,” are the popular and practical lessons of the
Manchester school,—though a nation’s glory, all the world’s experience
teaches us, is the very vitality of its patriotism. A throne or a
republic, without such flowers blooming around it, is a poor, unsightly,
unlovable thing, having nothing for a people’s affections to cling to;
yet are not these flowers fast withering round the throne of England?
Are not the memories of the nation, which nourish and keep them alive,
being obliterated by the all-powerful tendencies of a political
philosophy which recognises no greatness but that of money, and no
pursuit worth following but that of material interests? Are not the
ties, too, which bind subjects together, and the duties which men owe to
each other in a state, of harmonising their interests for the common
good, and of making mutual sacrifices for national unity and great
national destiny, being fast relaxed and forgotten in Great Britain?
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