MISCELLANEOUS PROSE - A PAUSE IN THE STRIFE—1886
Our ‘Eriniad,’ or ballad
epic of the enfranchisement of the sister island is
closing its first fytte for the singer, and with such
result as those Englishmen who have some knowledge
of their fellows foresaw. There are sufficient
reasons why the Tories should always be able to keep
together, but let them have the credit of cohesiveness
and subordination to control. Though working
for their own ends, they won the esteem of their allies,
which will count for them in the struggles to follow.
Their leaders appear to have seen what has not been
distinctly perceptible to the opposite party that
the break up of the Liberals means the defection of
the old Whigs in permanence, heralding the establishment
of a powerful force against Radicalism, with a capital
cry to the country. They have tactical astuteness.
If they seem rather too proud of their victory, it
is merely because, as becomes them, they do not look
ahead. To rejoice in the gaining of a day, without
having clear views of the morrow, is puerile enough.
Any Tory victory, it may be said, is little more than
a pause in the strife, unless when the Radical game
is played ‘to dish the Whigs,’ and the
Tories are now fast bound down by their incorporation
of the latter to abstain from the violent springs
and right-about-facings of the Derby-Disraeli period.
They are so heavily weighted by the new combination
that their Jack-in-the-box, Lord Randolph, will have
to stand like an ordinary sentinel on duty, and take
the measurement of his natural size. They must,
on the supposition of their entry into office, even
to satisfy their own constituents, produce a scheme.
Their majority in the House will command it.
To this extent, then, Mr. Gladstone
has not been defeated. The question set on fire
by him will never be extinguished until the combustible
matter has gone to ashes. But personally he meets
a sharp rebuff. The Tories may well raise hurrahs
over that. Radicals have to admit it, and point
to the grounds of it. Between a man’s enemies
and his friends there comes out a rough painting of
his character, not without a resemblance to the final
summary, albeit wanting in the justly delicate historical
touch to particular features. On the one side
he is abused as ‘the one-man power’; lauded
on the other for his marvellous intuition of the popular
will. One can believe that he scarcely wishes
to march dictatorially, and full surely his Egyptian
policy was from step to step a misreading of the will
of the English people. He went forth on this
campaign, with the finger of Egypt not ineffectively
levelled against him a second time. Nevertheless
he does read his English; he has, too, the fatal tendency
to the bringing forth of Bills in the manner of Jove
big with Minerva. He perceived the necessity,
and the issue of the necessity; clearly defined what
must come, and, with a higher motive than the vanity
with which his enemies charge him, though not with
such high counsel as Wisdom at his ear, fell to work
on it alone, produced the whole Bill alone, and then
handed it to his Cabinet to digest, too much in love
with the thing he had laid and incubated to permit
of any serious dismemberment of its frame. Hence
the disruption. He worked for the future, produced
a Bill for the future, and is wrecked in the present.
Probably he can work in no other way than from the
impulse of his enthusiasm, solitarily. It is
a way of making men overweeningly in love with their
creations. The consequence is likely to be that
Ireland will get her full measure of justice to appease
her cravings earlier than she would have had as much
from the United Liberal Cabinet, but at a cost both
to her and to England. Meanwhile we are to have
a House of Commons incapable of conducting public
business; the tradesmen to whom the Times addressed
pathetic condolences on the loss of their season will
lose more than one; and we shall be made sensible that
we have an enemy in our midst, until a people, slow
to think, have taken counsel of their native generosity
to put trust in the most generous race on earth.