who bore the burden most patiently, for the man who had a fatherly-looking face, and who seemed to be thinking of his little ones as he plied his toil,-for the man whose energy was in his work because his heart was in his home. I would watch him as he went from his work to his wife-I would notice if he called at the public house; if he did so, I don't know that I should think much the worse of him for it, providing he came out immediately, and carried the jug home with him to share with those who were waiting for him. If I saw him do this, I should say to myself, "that's a man, and he is fit for an elector." But if I saw him disappear into the vaults and there remain; if I heard his voice come swelling forth in songs and oaths; if I saw him come staggering home at night, and in his sullen humour disregard the glances of his tearful wife, and spurn her loving welcome as he came, I would say, "That's a beast; and if I can keep the franchise from him I will with all my might." If I saw him strike that wife or heard him use a coarse and foul expression in the presence of his children, I would say, "That is a devil, and he shall have no better liberty or privilege than that which a good cart-whip can give him, or the chairman of the quarter sessions confer upon him."

But my beau-ideal of a biped beast, is the creature whom I have already described to you in a recent address on “Ladies and Gentlemen," and for my description of whom I have been abused and threatened more than a little. I will venture, once more, to quote my own words, to show that I am neither afraid nor ashamed of them :-" And here may I he allowed the liberty of warning my friends of the operative class against certain of their own order, who, professing to be their friends, would stir them up to disaffection and disloyalty. These men are but idle adventurers, who, believing themselves to be the gentlemen, or the aristocracy of the working classes, become disgusted with the honest handicraft by which they feed their families, and throwing down the ignominious tool of labour, discarding the hammer, the shuttle, or the axe, jump up on platforms, and persuade their fellows to appoint them secretaries of some Gruff and Grumble Association, and pay them so much a year for the

immense and disinterested sacrifices they have made in giving up their business to assert what they call "the people's rights." There are no greater cowards in the world than these bawling demagogues who, like Feargus O'Connor on a small scale, sponge upon the poor for their living, and hide the face of a hypocrite beneath the mask of a patriot." Now, such creatures as these, I loathe and abominate, because I believe the means they use are evil, and the ends they aim at are dishonest. I would rather see this country in the hands of a despot like Napoleon of France, than turned upside down by these unprincipled agitators. Happily, however, as politicians they are as powerless as children; but as incendiaries amongst the ranks of the poor, as snakes in the grass which surrounds the cottage of the artizan, they are the means of incalculable mischief. If this were not so, we should not stop to notice them. But though they can do the country no harm, they can do immense harm to the victims of their false pretensions. And I do not think any greater social good could be conferred upon the working classes of this land than by transporting these, their professed friends but real enemies, one and all to the Cannibal islands. But we live in a free country, where every one can speak as he pleases; and as far as our laws are concerned, he is as much the freeman whom a lie makes free, as whom the truth makes free. Consequently, we cannot stop the mouths of those who, by the spirit they foment in the minds of working men, play havoc with all the elements of their happiness, and blight every germ of their self-earned freedom. But I should think that I had done a very good day's work if I could only succed in shaking the confidence of the operative portion of this audience in the men I have described. I have mentioned the name of a dead man ; but that man's vices still survive him, and it is against the effects of similar attempts upon your credulity that I would endeavour to guard you. The best way in which we can treat the memory of that man is to hold up his errors in the aggregate as beacons to the unwary, and not, as I have been challenged to do, by those who pretend to be the vindicators of departed worth against uncharitable aspersion-to drag up these errors one by

one before the public eye to cover with more shame the memory of a wicked and designing man. I should be the last, I hope, to vilify the dead; but if a general reference to a dead man's vices-vices which are proved in the ruins of many a cottage, and the dispersion of many a family, can act as a warning to the living, it is no want of charity to make it. But admit if you like, that it were better to let the graves of the dead conceal their failings, it is at least fair to turn to the living; and, if there are any of our political mob-leaders here now, I would warn them to desist from their unmanly and inhuman course. I would bid them listen to the cries of children whose fathers their sophistry is poisoning, and look at the tears of sisters, wives, and mothers, whose brothers and husbands their rowdyism is bewitching. I would point them to the idleness which follows on the heels of the discontent they create, the want that follows upon that, and the long funeral procession of woes which succeeds upon these, and entreat them to let the honest man live by honest toil, and win his way, and buy his rights, by virtue and by industry. I would warn them to pause in their rascally impostures, before the devil, whom they are trying to cheat, himself shall tear the mask from before their faces, and the ghosts of neglected little ones shall rise from the graves which they have dug for them, and curse them from the ground. My friends, I know it is bad policy in me to talk to you in this strain, but I do so because I do not care for your frowns if I can but promote your social, your domestic, and your eternal happiness. I have no word to retract that I am aware of; and I have but one regret upon my mind just now, namely, that I have filled up all my time without leaving space to entreat you all to come to Christ. Seek to obtain a seat in heaven, whatever may be your status upon earth. Become a citizen of the heavenly Jerusalem. Don't seek for the protection of the ballot to hide your colours from your fellow-man, but openly set him a good example by boldly giving a "plumper" for Christ. No patronage can compare with His approbation, His favour is life, His lovingkindness is better than life. And that favour he offers to you now. He asks no property qualification. He gives it you without

money and without price, and if you will only take it at His hands, you will find, however much men may tamper with your liberties that you enjoy a happier freedom than they can either give or take away, even the liberty wherewith Christ can set you free.

Hold your Tongue.

"Death and life are in the power of the tongue."-PROVERBS, Xviii. chapter, part of 21st verse.

DEADLY and destructive weapons are not without their use, but it is well that they should be under the control of those who use them. It is essential to the efficiency of a soldier that he should be assiduously trained to bear arms, and that he should be carefully drilled in the arts of attack and defence. The consignment of a sword, a bayonet, or a musket, to unskilful and unpractised hands, has often been productive of sad consequences, either to the uninitiated tyro himself, or else to his companions near him. In many of the country towns of our land there is, as you know, a body of men called yeomanry, whose practice it is to reverse the aspiration of the prophet, and instead of beating their swords into ploughshares, and their spears into pruning-hooks, they annually beat their ploughshares into swords, and their pruninghooks into spears, by laying aside their peaceful implements of husbandry, and arming themselves with the weapons of warfare, and turning out to go through some clumsy and unmilitary evolutions which they call a review. The consequence is that they are guilty of egregious, ludicrous, and sometimes disastrous mistakes-lacerating the limbs of their companions in their attempts to draw their swords, and plunging them into the sides of their horses in trying to return them to the scabbard. In like manner children are never entrusted with instruments of destruction or mischief, lest the consequences of their weakness or inexperience should prove dangerous to themselves or to others.