The Real Gladstone: An Anecdotal BiographyRitchie, J. Ewing (James Ewing)
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The Real Gladstone: An Anecdotal Biography
Ritchie, J. Ewing (James Ewing)
Gladstone, W. E. (William Ewart), 1809-1898
Mr. Joseph Cowen said: ‘The super-subtlety of his intellect, his faculty
for hair-splitting, and his love of party warfare, create distrust, and
generate that strong sense of resentment which exists towards him amongst
a numerous section of the community. If he were not so subtle he would
be more successful. A plain straight man like Lord Hartington, or Lord
John Russell, or Sir Stafford Northcote, impresses the average Englishman
more favourably than a curiously acute one like the Prime Minister. The
popular impression—that he is an austere purist, and would not resort to
any of the tricks or wriggles that characterize ordinary party leaders—is
altogether a mistake. Those who are brought in contact with the
Legislature know that he can resort to any of the devices of partizanship
as readily as men who are popularly accounted his inferiors. It is this
many-sidedness that leads to the different estimates that are formed of
him. He cannot but have felt very keenly the death of Gordon, and the
massacre that ensued on the fall of Khartoum; yet I believe it is true
that he went to the Criterion that night to see a very second-rate
comedy. Ordinary persons having the responsibility that he had would not
have been able to attend a theatre at such a time. The other day he
laboured to impress the House of Commons with the extreme gravity of the
position of affairs with Russia, and shortly after he went to see Miss
Anderson play in “Pygmalion and Galatea.” These sudden changes from
seriousness to seeming frivolity foster that sense of distrust which a
large number of sober Englishmen feel towards him. They cannot
understand how a man engaged in such grave and weighty transactions can
feel them very acutely when he can so easily throw them on one side and
ignore the responsibilities they entail.’
‘What a wonderful fellow Gladstone is, after all!’ said Mr. Disraeli one
day to McCullagh Torrens. ‘He had a dreadful passage, I hear, coming
back from Ireland, and the moment he got on shore he began to make a
speech to the Welshmen, telling them that they were all right, and to
keep so.’
‘What an ardent creature!’ he exclaimed as Mr. Gladstone rushed past them
to vote on another occasion when a division had been called for.
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