Churchill, Randolph Henry Spencer, Lord, 1849-1895
2 Whitehall Gardens, S.W.: May 23, 1874.
Dear Duchess,--You will be pleased to hear that Lord R. last night
made a very successful _début_ in the House of Commons. He said
some imprudent things, which was of no consequence in the maiden
speech of a young man, but he spoke with fire and fluency; and
showed energy of thought and character, with evidence of resource.
With self-control and assiduity he may obtain a position worthy of
his name, and mount. He replied to the new Conservative member for
Oxford City, who also is a man of promise. I am going to Hughenden
this morning, and am very busy, or I would have tried to have told
you all this in person.
Yours sincerely,
D.
[Sidenote: 1875 ÆT. 26]
But the course of the session and of the years that followed offered few
opportunities to young members for winning Parliamentary distinction.
The waters of politics flowed smoothly and even sluggishly. The Public
Worship Regulation Bill brought Mr. Gladstone promptly from his
retirement with six resolutions and much moving eloquence. During its
passage political leaders were thrown into novel combinations and
discords and the ordinary lines of party cleavage altogether
disappeared. The House of Commons, with an unconscious disregard of its
own rules, wrangled over the debates in the House of Lords. The Prime
Minister described the Secretary of State for India as a ‘master of
gibes and flouts and jeers.’ Mr. Gladstone and Lord Salisbury on the one
hand confronted Sir William Harcourt and Mr. Disraeli on the other. But
with this exception the sessions were dull and formal. Now and then an
incident or a scene, like Mr. Plimsoll’s outburst or Mr. Biggar’s
four-hour speech, excited a momentary interest or irritation. The
purchase of the Suez Canal shares or the Royal Titles Bill or an
academic debate upon Home Rule produced from time to time interesting
discussions. The mild dissipation of Mr. Gladstone’s surplus by his
successor at the Treasury provoked a spurt of censure; but the
temperature of public life continued low and its pulse languid.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account