rs
arrived at Rome, one advertisement of some religious work, _The Devotions
of Saint Alphonso Maria de Liguori_, a few meteorological observations
from the Pontifical observatory, and half-a-dozen official notices of
legal judgments, in cases about which, till now, I have never been
allowed to hear a single allusion. I have, however, the final
satisfaction of observing that my paper was printed at the office of the
Holy Apostolic Chamber.
"Ex uno," my Roman friend might truly say, "disce omnes." The number I
have taken as a sample is one of more than average interest. I know,
indeed, no greater proof of the anxiety and alarm of the Papal government
than that so much intelligence should be allowed to ooze out through the
Roman press. I know also of no greater proof of its weakness. A strong
despotic government may ignore the press altogether; but a despotism
which tries to defend itself by the press, and such a press, must be weak
indeed. None but a government of priests, half terrified out of their
senses, would dream of feeding strong men with such babes' meat as this.
There are Signs of the Times even in the _Giornale di Roma_.
CHAPTER VII. THE POPE'S TRACT.
If it has ever been the fortune of my readers to mix in
tract-distributing circles, they will, doubtless, have become acquainted
with a peculiar style of literature which, for lack of a more appropriate
appellation, I should call the "candid inquirer" and "intelligent
operative" style. The mysteries of religion, the problems of social
existence, the intricate casuistries of contending duties, are all
explained, in a short and simple dialogue between a maid-servant and her
mistress; or a young, a very young man, and his parochial pastor, or a
ne'er-do-weel sot and a sober, industrious artisan. The price is only a
penny (a reduction made on ordering a quantity), and the logic is worthy
of the price.
In its dire distress and need the Papacy has resorted, as a forlorn hope,
to the controversial tract system. As an abstract matter this is only
fair play. The Pope has had so many millions of tracts published against
him, that it is hard if he may not produce one little one in his own
defence. His Holiness may say with truth, in the words of Juvenal,
Semper ego auditor tantum? nunquamne reponam,
Vexatus toties?
But, as a matter of policy, if he has got so very little to say for
himself, it would be perhaps wiser if he held his tong
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