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1857.
T=, B38.

beginning of 1856, Personally, therefore, to be out is neithe’
strange nor unpleasant, and I am surprised how very Littl
I have cared about the matter on my own account. I BOF’
you can feel somewhat as I do, conscious that we are 085
cised because our political creed is in advance of, and O”
political morality higher than, that of the people for who?!
we have given up the incessant labours of nearly went]
years. Time will show, and a long time will not be needed
to show, the hollowness of the imposture which now rule$
Its face may be of brass, but its feet are of clay. . + « +
“It is strange after so much experience that we should
be disappointed that opinion goes on so slowly. We have
taught what is trae in our ¢ School,’ but the discipline Was ®
little too severe for the scholars. Disraeli will say he os
right : we are hardly of the English type, and success, polit
cal and personal success, cannot afford to reject the use which
may be made of ignorance and prejudice among a people”
This is his doctrine, and with his views it is true ; bub 88 Lg
did not seek personal objects it is not true of us. If wo ar?
rejected for peace and for truth, we stand higher before £0
world and for the future than if we mingled with the patie” !
mediocrities which compose the present Cabinet. . . . » I hoF*
the clouds may break, and that sunshine may come again:
“ Ever yours very sincerely, ”
“ Joan BrigaT.

After the elections were over, Cobden went to his how
in Sussex, and there he remained in retirernent for peat’s
two years. His correspondence shows how sharply he fol
the defeat.
To Mr. Moffatt, he writes :—
“ April 7.—1I find a retreat to this drowsy neighbo™
hood very necessary for my health. I overdid it, in ryins
to canvass Huddersfield and Manchester at the same tim®