dequate character of the clergyman? Walter Scott
never gave us anything beyond the respectable official. Goldsmith's Dr.
Primrose is a good man, the best we have in your English fiction,
but odd and amusing rather than otherwise. Then Dickens has given us
Chadband and Stiggins, and you Charles Honeyman. Can you not conceive,"
I went on to say, "that a man, without any chance of worldly profit, for
a bare stipend, giving his life to promote what you must know are the
highest interests of mankind, is engaged in a noble calling, worthy of
being nobly described? Or have you no examples in England to draw from?"
[116] This last sentence touched him, and I meant it should.

With considerable excitement he said, "I delivered a lecture the other
evening in your church in New York, for the Employment Society; would
you let me read to you a passage from it?" Of course I said I should be
very glad to hear it, and added, "I thank you for doing that."--"I
don't know why you should thank me," he said; "it cost me but an hour's
reading, and I got $1,500 for them. I thought I was the party obliged.
But I did tell them they should have a dozen shirts made up for me,
and they did it." He then went and brought his lecture, and read the
passage, which told of a curate's taking him to visit a poor family in
London, where he witnessed a scene of distress and of disinterestedness
very striking and beautiful to see. It was a very touching description,
and Thackeray nearly broke sown in reading it.

A part of the winter of 1856-57 I passed with my family at Charleston,
S. C. I went to preach in Dr. Gilman's pulpit, and to lecture. I had
been there the spring before, and made very agreeable acquaintance with
the people. My reception, both in public and in private, was as kindly
and hospitable as I could desire. I was much interested in society
there, and strongly attached to it. But in August following, in
an address under our Old Elm-tree in Sheffield,[117] I made some
observations upon the threatened extension of the slave-system, that
dashed nearly all my agreeable relations with Charleston. I am not a
person to regard such a breach with indifference: it pained me deeply.
My only comfort was, that what I said was honestly said; that no
honorable man can desire to be respected or loved through ignorance of
his character or opinions; and that the ground then recently taken at
the South--that the institution of human slavery is intrinsically rig