Coningsby; Or, The New GenerationDisraeli, Benjamin, Earl of Beaconsfield
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Coningsby; Or, The New Generation
Disraeli, Benjamin, Earl of Beaconsfield
Great Britain -- Fiction; Political fiction; Politicians -- Fiction
‘Near sailing that!’ cried the Duke.
‘A far better majority than the present Government have,’ said Mr.
Tadpole.
‘There is nothing like a good small majority,’ said Mr. Taper, ‘and a
good registration.’
‘Ay! register, register, register!’ said the Duke. ‘Those were immortal
words.’
‘I can tell your Grace three far better ones,’ said Mr. Tadpole, with a
self-complacent air. ‘Object, object, object!’
‘You may register, and you may object,’ said Mr. Rigby, ‘but you will
never get rid of Schedule A and Schedule B.’
‘But who could have supposed two years ago that affairs would be in
their present position?’ said Mr. Taper, deferentially.
‘I foretold it,’ said Mr. Rigby. ‘Every one knows that no government now
can last twelve months.’
‘We may make fresh boroughs,’ said Taper. ‘We have reduced Shabbyton at
the last registration under three hundred.’
‘And the Wesleyans!’ said Tadpole. ‘We never counted on the Wesleyans!’
‘I am told these Wesleyans are really a respectable body,’ said Lord
Fitz-Booby. ‘I believe there is no material difference between their
tenets and those of the Establishment. I never heard of them much till
lately. We have too long confounded them with the mass of Dissenters,
but their conduct at several of the later elections proves that they are
far from being unreasonable and disloyal individuals. When we come in,
something should be done for the Wesleyans, eh, Rigby?’
‘All that your Lordship can do for the Wesleyans is what they will very
shortly do for themselves, appropriate a portion of the Church Revenues
to their own use.’
‘Nay, nay,’ said Mr. Tadpole with a chuckle, ‘I don’t think we shall
find the Church attacked again in a hurry. I only wish they would try! A
good Church cry before a registration,’ he continued, rubbing his hands;
‘eh, my Lord, I think that would do.’
‘But how are we to turn them out?’ said the Duke.
‘Ah!’ said Mr. Taper, ‘that is a great question.’
‘What do you think of a repeal of the Malt Tax?’ said Lord Fitz-Booby.
‘They have been trying it on in ----shire, and I am told it goes down
very well.’
‘No repeal of any tax,’ said Taper, sincerely shocked, and shaking his
head; ‘and the Malt Tax of all others. I am all against that.’
‘It is a very good cry though, if there be no other,’ said Tadpole.
‘I am all for a religious cry,’ said Taper. ‘It means nothing, and, if
successful, does not interfere with business when we are in.’
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