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be such a change in the condition of society as would very sensibly lower the average of crime. We look on statistical averages as capable of teaching us much of man and society; but each man stands or falls quite independently of the opinion of his probable fate entertained by others.

The Leisure Hour.

A HUNDRED YEARS AGO.

AMONG the years of the eighteenth century the year 1765 was by no means a remarkable one, but, looking at it as the measuring point from which the world has now advanced exactly a hundred years, we shall find it an interesting task to inquire into the state of society, and the various groups of actors who performed their parts in the days of our great-grandfathers; to do so fully might occupy volumes, but even a slight and imperfect sketch may suggest many thoughts.

no more it would be owing to the con- many spendthrifts or profligates-I had viction that man's nature is so complex, better take care then that I am not a that there is so much in each of us hid-'frightful example;'" there would soon den from our dearest friends, unsuspected even by ourselves, that there might be in some unexplored corner of the man's mind some quality, some twist of nature, which might then suddenly reveal itself, and cause him to act contrary to the tenor of his whole life and character. And in the same way it is not impossible that some cause whose existence has hitherto utterly escaped us will to-morrow manifest itself, and prevent the light of the sun from reaching the earth. We can feel the same certainty with regard to masses of men, though we know nothing of the individuals composing them, because we do know that the excesses and defects will pretty well balance each other, and the mean, the average human nature, determine the result. To conclude. The actions of each individual are determined solely by his own notions of what is and is not desirable but as on examination we find that for twenty years past pretty nearly the same number of people have entertained the same notions on the subject in each year, and as the circumstances are unchanged, we infer that next year the number will not greatly vary. It is not a mere guess, it is a well-grounded opinion, that the influences which make of men saints or sinners, philosophers or fools, will next year be equally operative as in this. That is all. Like M. Jourdain, who had been talking prose all his life without knowing it, all men have in some rough way been "averagarians" in their dealings with their fellows every hour of their lives. We are now reducing our instinctive practice to a system, and finding for it a scientific basis; but for any reason that we can see, the human heart is not therefore called on to cease its beatings. As for the injurious effects of the doctrine on religion and morality, when the man is found who commits a murder in order to keep the ratio up to the mark,,it will then be time to speak of them. We feel quite sure that that man's doom will be Bedlam, and not the gallows. Indeed, if men would only say to themselves, "I find that those who have made it their study say that they have good grounds for believing that next year there will be so

It is not our design to look upon 1765 merely as a time when there were no steamers, railways, telegraphs, photographs, Armstrong guns, penny postage, and a thousand other inventions; modern science is only too ready to boast of all that it has done to improve the world. Let us look at what they had, as well as at what they had not, a hundred years ago. Glancing, in the first place, at the political aspect of England, we find that in 1765 George III. was in the fifth year of his reign and the twenty-eighth of his age. Two subjects agitated Parliament, and finally overthrew the Grenville ministry, which was succeeded by that of Lord Rockingham: the one, now long forgotten, was the question of the Regeney; the other not at that time thought more important-was the attempted introduction of the Stamp Act into the American colonies, the small end of a wedge the effects of which America is to this day experiencing for good or for evil. The great Chatham, then William Pitt, detected the danger, "the little rift within the lute." He rose from a sick bed to make his powerful voice heard for the last time as a com.

moner in favor of repealing the hated tax; and it was remarked that on the same occasion the House for the first time heard the eloquent young Irishman, Edmund Burke. One small circumstance is mentioned casually this year with regard to America, which has a curious interest in our own day-it is the notice of an order by his Majesty's government to divide the colonies into a northern and southern district, the boundary to be the river Potomac, and a line drawn westward from it. The king lost an able supporter this year in his uncle the Duke of Cumberland, who seems to have been as much loved and lamented in England as he was hated, from the remembrance of Culloden, in Scotland. How different is the union of feeling now between the countries!

In 1765 there were no wars and no conquests by England, except the steady, onward march of the Honorable Company in India, which advanced in this season the length of Allahabad and Benares. Clive was then on his six months' voyage out to Calcutta, rich in the laurels already won; Hastings was not yet renowned.

A small acquisition was made very near our own shores; for, in 1765, the Isle of Man was purchased for the Crown from its King, the Duke of Athol, and great efforts were made to educate the natives, by printing books in the Manx language, then spoken by about twenty thousand of them, now almost obsolete. We wonder if Gaelic and Irish will be as little known a century hence?

A brilliant host of literati were at this time gathered in London round their autocrat, Johnson. Among these the names of Goldsmith, Burke, Boswell, and the great artist Reynolds, are still well known, while those of many other members of "The Club," equally or even more highly rated at that day, are utterly forgotten now. Gibbon was not then known either as a historian or as an assailant of Christianity; Hume, however, had launched his first attacks, and found but too many admirers in a time when faith was dim and love was cold in England. Still, we may be thankful to this day that our country possessed such a man at the head of literature as the truly wise and pious Johnson, instead of a wicked wit like Voltaire, whose

evil genius was "sowing the wind to reap the whirlwind" at a future time in infidel France.

We can only name a few of the other distinguished men then alive and known as authors in England. There was Gray of "The Elegy;" Young of Night Thoughts, who died in 1765; Akenside. Lyttelton, and Langhorne; Hannah More, whose sacred dramas were at that time greatly admired; Adam Smith, Robertson, and Beatty in Scotland; Churchill, once extremely popular, but now very little read or valued: the polished Chesterfield, Sterne, Garrick, Horace Walpole, Chatterton, and Ossian M'Pherson. But of all the minds of that day, the very noblest, perhaps, was then shrouded in dark eclipse; and little did his fashionable relations think that the time would come when not one of them would be remembered except as having been connected with the crazed and wayward man in Dr. Cotton's private asylum at St. Alban's, afterwards to be known forever in English literature as the author of "The Task "-William Cowper.

Let us now take a glance at certain nurseries in England, watched over by tender mothers; there was one at Hayes, where a pale and precocious little boy of six years old amazed his father with his wise words, and was destined to eclipse even that father's fame, as the second and greatest William Pitt! Another little "Billy" of six years old was growing up at Hull, to be the deliverer of thousands yet unborn-William Wilberforce. A gallant boy of seven was playing in the garden of the pretty rural parsonage of Burnham Thorpe, in Norfolk, England's future hero, the great Nelson; and far away, in Scotland, by a lowly cottage door, at Alloway, in Ayrshire, a merry bright-eyed six years' old herd-boy was running wild with his barefooted brothers and sisters, who was hereafter to make the name of Robert Burns the delight of his native country. Who can say what children of promise the nurseries and careful mothers of 1865 may be rearing for the world? We find in this thought a new application of the solemn words, "Take heed that ye despise not one of these little ones."

Turning to a very different side of the picture, we find that there was yet

another world of life in 1765, as there is in 1865, of which the philosophic, literary, and political world knew nothing; and, if we are to judge of it by the records of punishment in those days, it will appear black indeed. Even if we take into account the severity of the laws as a reason for the number of capital punishments, there remains enough in the records of bold crime to show that it was rampant a hundred years ago. Highwaymen by land and wreckers on shore made travelling dan gerous; "kidnappers" and "crimps" exercised in English and Scotch seaports the same iniquities which menstealers practiced on the African coast; smuggling was prevalent, and led to much iniquity; while the profligate example of too many in the higher ranks of life was copied in a coarser form by those below them. Many trustworthy accounts show that there was a fearful amount of heathen ignorance among the poor, especially in rural districts, while the clergy were, for the greater part, cold and indifferent. The Church had lost her "first love," and no longer preached the doctrine of the Cross as the remedy for the ruin of the Fall with the zeal of earlier days; she sought to reform men's manners, but the evil had a deeper root, and it was well discerned by such a man of God as Venn, who says in one of his letters, dated 1760: "The crying abomination of our age is contempt of Christ. In proof of this you may hear sermons and religious books much extolled, where there is not so much as any mention of the Prince of Peace, in whom God was manifest to reconcile the world unto himself."

To remedy such a state God, in his mercy to our country, raised up a number of men who counted it their highest honor and their roblest work to win souls from the kingdom of Satan into the glorious kingdom of Christ. In our own day we may thank God that such has been the progress of truth, that it is not possible for us to count or name those who labor in his service, preaching faithfully the doctrine of salvation through the atonement of Christ alone. At that time each man who thus preached was a marked man-marked on earth, but "written in heaven" also, where

those who turn many to righteousness shall shine as the stars forever and ever. Whitefield and Wesley are, perhaps, the most distinguished among these, both for the wonderful effects of their eloquence in arousing the masses to care for their own souls, and for the amount of opposition and obloquy which they incurred. In the Church of England the same great truths were faithfully preached by Newton, Henry Venn, Ber ridge, Hervey, Fletcher, Walker, and others; while Charles Wesley and Toplady gave us a rich treasure of hymns more prized now than ever. These men "rest from their labors, and their works do follow them;" they are now in a state where they know full well that their hopes were not vain, nor their earnest labors in saving souls a mere empty pursuit. The world knew them not-but the world makes many mistakes; even in her own matters the story of a hundred years shows us how often she has mistaken the great for the small, the temporary for the enduring. But the greatest mistake of all is one into which the world in her wisdom falls as readily now as ever she did that of despising, forgetting, ignoring a great eternity! My dear reader, if you have hitherto done so, let me ask you to think how it will be with you when you look back in 1965 from a state forever fixed upon all that interests you now, and say, I might have sought and found a Saviour a hundred years ago!"

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WILLIAM EWART GLADSTONE, M. P.

AMONG the leading influential statesmen of England at the present time is the Right Honorable WILLIAM EWART GLADSTONE. His career since he entered the English Parliament, thirty-four years ago, has been successful and brilliant. His position and influence in the govern ment of England has been eminent. He is still a rising man. On the recent death of Lord Palmerston, Mr. Gladstone was nearly becoming his successor in that high and responsible office. Probably his turn will soon come. accurate portrait of this distinguished statesman will be found at the head of this number of THE ECLECTIC, which

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we hope will please our readers. A brief biographical sketch will add interest to the portrait.

Mr. Gladstone is the fourth son of the late Sir John Gladstone, Bart., an eminent merchant of Liverpool, by a daughter of the late Provost Robertson of Dingwall, N. B. He was born at Liverpool in 1809, and received his early education at Eton, and afterwards at Christchurch, Oxford, of which he was elected a student in 1829, and where he graduated as a double first-class in 1831. Having spent several months in a tour through a great portion of the continent, he was elected member of Parliament for Newark, in the Conservative interest, in December, 1832, through the influence of the late Duke of Newcastle, just at the time when the struggle of parties was past its height. His mercantile origin, the success of his university career, and his habits of business, in which he strongly resembled the late Sir Robert Peel, all joined to recommend him to the notice of that statesman, who, on taking office in December, 1834, appointed Mr. Gladstone a Lord of the Treasury; and in February, 1835, Under-Secretary for colonial affairs. Mr. Gladstone retired from office, together with his leader, in the following April, and remained in opposition till Sir Robert Peel's return to power in September, 1841, when he was sworn a member of the Privy Council, and appointed VicePresident of the Board of Trade, and Master of the Mint. In this position it was his duty to explain and defend in Parliament the commercial policy of the government, in which his mercantile origin and connection proved of great service. The revision of the British tariff, in 1842, was almost entirely his work. When brought before the House of Commons, this laborious work was found to be as admirably executed in its details as it was complete in its mastery of principles; and it received the sanction of both houses with scarcely an alteration. In May, 1843, he succeeded Lord Ripon as President of the Board of Trade, but resigned office early in 1845. In January, 1846, Sir Robert Peel announced his intention of proposing a modification of the existing corn laws. Mr. Gladstone, who had recently succeeded Lord Stanley in the

post of Secretary of State for the Colonies, adhered to his leader, but, being unwilling to remain under obligations to the Duke of Newcastle, he resigned his seat for Newark, and remained out of Parliament for several months. At the general election of 1847, however, he was chosen as representative of the University of Oxford. In this Parliament the questions of university reform and the repeal of the last remaining Jewish disabilities were frequently agitated. Mr. Gladstone consequently found himself frequently opposed to his own friends, and finally separated himself from the rest of the Conservative party, by refusing to take office under the Earl of Derby in February, 1852. In the July of that year he was again returned for the University of Oxford, and in the following November it was mainly in consequence of his able speech upon Mr. Disraeli's budget that the Derby ministry were thrown out of office. On the accession of Lord Aberdeen to power, Mr. Gladstone was appointed to the Chancellorship of the Exchequer, in which office the thorough knowledge of finance which he had acquired in early life proved again of the greatest assistance.

In his private capacity Mr. Gladstone has always been highly esteemed, and his name is not unknown to fame as an author. His treatise, entitled The State Considered in its Relations with the Church, published in 1840, and his Church Principles Considered in their Results, in 1841, each in one volume 8vo, stamped him, while still a young man, as a deep and original thinker. His views, we need hardly say, as unfolded in those books, had been formed by the education and associations of Oxford, to which University they are dedicated. They were thought worthy of discussion at the time by Mr. Macaulay in the pages of the Edinburgh Review. In the fifteen years which have elapsed since he published those works, his religious views have, however, undergone a considerable modification; and they are now far less theoretic, and more in harmony with the existing condition of things both in Church and State.

His Remarks on Recent Commercial Legislation, published in 1845, gave an able and elaborate detail of the beneficial

working of the tariff of 1842, and were | ambassadors on the continent, to be intended to pave the way for the great forwarded by them to their respective modification of the then existing system Courts. The result was, that some of commercial restriction, which was relaxation of their sentence was grantcarried into effect in the following year. ed to the unhappy inmates of the NeaIn 1851 Mr. Gladstone gave to the politan prisons. world a work which created considerable interest both in England and upon the continent. In 1850, during a sojourn at Naples, he found a very large number of Neapolitans, who had constituted the opposition in the Chamber of Deputies, either imprisoned or exiled by King Ferdinand, and also discovered that from 20,000 to 30,000 other Neapolitan subjects had been thrown into prison on the charge of political disaffection. Mr. Gladstone having ascertained the truth of the facts, wrote a letter to the Earl of Aberdeen, urging his interposition on their behalf; and on Lord Aberdeen's remonstrances proving ineffectual, he published an indignant letter on the Neapolitan victims, which was translated into several languages, and transmitted by Lord Palmerston to all the

From his first entrance into the House of Commons, Mr. Gladstone's reputation has always stood high as a Parliamentary orator. His voice is clear and musical, his command of language perfect, his expression ready and fluent; and there is a stateliness and finish in the flow of his periods which is seldom met with in the present day. Whatever question is before him, he is sure to take it out of the beaten path of debate, to present it in some new and unexpected light, and to invest it with classic and historical allusions.

In 1839 he married Catharine, daughter of the late and sister of the present Sir Stephen Richard Glynne, Bart., of Hawarden Castle, by whom he has a youthful family.

POETRY.

THE BIRTH OF THE SNOWDROP.

WINTER, now hasting to possess for bride
The Earth, left widowed by bright Summer,
dead,

Bestows on her snow-robes of whitest pride,

Replacing weeds of Autumn, withered;
Thus, through his bounty, being newly dressed,
That she may shine, his bride indeed confessed.

Now will she wail not for her former spouse,
Nor more compare his sunlit smile most sweet
With the dark gloom o'erspreading Winter's
brows,

His breath of coldness and his robes of sleet,
Whiles he, as jealous of the dead's past mirth,
Lays his effacing garb upon the Earth.

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They through the drift-clouds smile on swelt'ring day,

And with him joyed in the year's gladdening
prime;

How can they smile upon a waste of snow,
To whom his flower - starred robe did Summer
show?

Now Winter freezes mute the southern wind,

Which the sped ghost of Summer did confide
With messages to Earth most dear and kind;

For such churl Winter deems his love deride,
As, e'en in death, more tenderly they show
Than aught he, living, can on her bestow.

The swallow, who was once the Summer's guest,
And comforted 'reft Earth in her first grief,
Would stay not at rough Winter's curt behest-
But fled ere, withered, fell the fading leaf;
So can he twitter praise not of the dead,
Which to another world he followed.

The rose, fair daughter of their early loves,
Inclined her head her sire's sad death to mourn;
Soon did she, too, forsake the joy-stripp'd groves,
And left her mother weeping all alone:
Then 'twas that Winter first did see her face,
And soon desired her wholly to embrace.

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