nance of an unjust and tyrannical principle. And so passed away,
by an untimely death, a man who was not destined to be a bad character.
His errors as a man--a private nobleman--we do not canvass any farther
than as they affected his duties as a landlord. His errors as a landlord
were the errors of his time, and represented the principles of his
class. These were contempt for, and neglect of, the condition and
comforts of his tenantry, of the very individuals from whose exertions
and straggles he derived his support. Strange, indeed, it is that men
placed as his lordship was, should forget a principle, which a neglect
of their duties may one day teach them to their cost--that principle is
the equal right of every man to the soil which God has created for all.
The laws of agrarian property are the laws of a class, and it is not too
much to say, that if the rights of this class to legislate for their
own interests were severely investigated, it might appear upon just and
rational principles that the landlord is nothing more nor less than a
pensioner upon popular credulity, and lives upon a fundamental error
in society created by the class to which he belongs. Think of this,
gentlemen, and pay attention to your duties.

Whilst Lord Cumber, who never communicated a syllable touching the duel
with Hartley to his brother, was engaged in that mortal conflict, as it
unhappily turned out to be, the Honorable Richard Topertoe was engaged
in a far different occupation. On that same morning, in Castle Cumber
church, he had the pleasure of giving away the hand of Mary M'Loughlin
to her lover, Harman, and it was on their return from her father's
house, after having witnessed their subsequent marriage by Father Roche,
that he met his brother's carriage containing his dead body. Richard
Topertoe possessed a mind above an empty title, and, perhaps, there
lived not a man who more sincerely deplored the event which made him
Lord Cumber, and put him in possession of a property which he did not
require.

Our chronicles draw to a close. The contemplated interview between Mrs.
Lenehan, her brother, and Solomon, never in fact took place. Solomon
fell very seasonably into ill health, and could be seen by nobody,
except his physician, who was nearly as religious as himself, and
besides, a member of his own congregation. In the trust, however,
which the widow placed in Solomon, she was, to use his own language,
abundantly justified, as the event