as a real though temperate reformer, would now surrender, and make from them a fund to enrich poor livings.  But for the prebends of the Residentiaries, who perform the daily duties of the Cathedral, he will fight to the death.  With splendid courage he asserts that these great estates, held for life by ecclesiastical officers, are as well managed, and as profitably employed, with a view to the general interests of the community, as the lands of any peer or squire.—­

“Take, for instance, the Cathedral of Bristol, the whole estates of which are about equal to keeping a pack of foxhounds.  If this had been in the hands of a country gentleman; instead of Precentor, Succentor, Bean, and Canons, and Sexton, you would have had huntsman, whippers-in, dog-feeders, and stoppers of earths; the old squire, full of foolish opinions and fermented liquids, and a young gentleman, of gloves, waistcoats, and pantaloons:  and how many generations might it be before the fortuitous concourse of noodles would produce such a man as Professor Lee,[123] one of the Prebendaries of Bristol, and by far the most eminent Oriental scholar in Europe.”

Then he reverts to his familiar argument that the abolition of these ecclesiastical prizes would lower the social character of the clergy as a body.—­

“To get a stall, and to be preceded by men with silver rods, is the bait which the ambitious squire is perpetually holding out to his second son....  If such sort of preferments are extinguished, a very serious evil (as I have often said before) is done to the Church—­the service becomes unpopular, further spoliation is dreaded, the whole system is considered to be altered and degraded, capital is withdrawn from the Church, and no one enters into the profession but the sons of farmers and little tradesmen, who would be footmen if they were not vicars—­or figure on the coach-box if they were not lecturing from the pulpit.

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“If you were to gather a Parliament of Curates on the hottest Sunday in the year, after all the services, sermons, burials, and baptisms of the day, were over, and to offer them such increase of salary as would be produced by the confiscation of the Cathedral property, I am convinced they would reject the measure, and prefer splendid hope, and the expectation of good fortune in advanced life, to the trifling improvement of poverty which such a fund, could afford.  Charles James, of London, was a Curate; the Bishop of Winchester[124] was a Curate; almost every rose-and-shovel man has been a Curate in his time.  All Curates hope to draw great prizes.

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