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PRESIDENT'S   ADDRESS. 


[^Eeprinted  from  the  Transactions  of  the  Devonshire  Association  for  the 
Advancement  of  Science,  Literature,  and  Art.     1873.] 


Befoee  entering  upon  the  subject  of  my  address,  I  am  sure 
I  shall  be  pardoned  for  referring  to  the  tragical  end  of  one 
who  was  the  life  and  soul  of  this  Association,  as  well  as 
of  many  good  and  interesting  works  in  this  county.  It  is 
through  his  invitation,  indeed,  that  I  am  here  to-day,  and 
sorely  do  I  miss  his  welcome  and  counsel.  None  saw  "  the 
vain  struggle,  the  parting  agony  "  of  that  chill,  autumn  day, 
but  many  will  long  remember  how  the  little  carriage  was 
sadly  led  back  to  the  desolate  parsonage,  no  longer  to  be  the 
home  of  the  bereaved  family.  He  has  been  taken  from  us 
by  that  mysterious  Providence  which  for  some  wise  purpose 
cuts  off  so  many  in  their  career  of  usefulness,  leaving  others 
who  might,  humanly  speaking,  have  been  much  better  spared^ 

"  They  are  vanished  from  their  place — 

Let  their  homes  and  hearths  make  moan ; 
But  the  rolling  waters  leave  no  trace 
Of  pang  or  conflict  gone." 

Varied  as  were  Mr.  Kirwan's  attainments,  great  as  was  his 
knowledge,  what  groping  in  the  dark  must  it  all  appear  to 
him  now,  in  the  full  light  of  truth.     As  the  poet  says : 

"  Death  leads  to  the  highest  knowledge, 
And  being  of  all  things  the  sole  thing  certain, 
At  least  leads  to  the  surest  science." 

I  find  myself  with  the  task  set  before  me  of  pronouncing 
what  may  be  called  in  classical  phrase  a  trilogy  on  the  three 
great  pursuits  which  have  so  long  exercised  enormous  influ- 
ence, whether  for  good  or  for  ill,  upon  the  human  race.  I  feel 
deeply  my  incompetence  to  do  justice  to  my  subject,  having 
unfortunately  come  into  the  world  before  it  was  the  fashion 
to  give  so  wide  a  scope  to  the  education  of  the  youthful  mind. 
I  need  scarcely  say  that  during  the  twelve  or  thirteen  years 
passed  at  school  and  college.  Science  meant  Plato  and 
Aristotle;  Literature  was  confined  to  the  dead  languages; 
while  Art  was  represented,  1  am  afraid,  by  cartoons  which 


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did  not  receive  such  encouragement  from  the  authorities  as 
would  induce  the  artist  to  develop  into  a  Kaffaelle.  I 
mention  this  in  order  to  bespeak  the  indulgence  of  the 
Association,  because  a  subsequent  active  life,  many  years  of 
which  have  now  been  occupied  in  passing  laws  M'hich  require 
frequent  amendment,  or  in  endeavouring  to  prevent  the 
passage  of  those  which  no  amendment  can  improve,  has  not 
enabled  me  to  make  up  for  lost  time.  Any  observations, 
therefore,  which  I  can  offer  must  be  of  the  most  ordinary 
and  superficial  character,  the  crude  jottings  of  a  busy  man. 

Science  stands  first  on  your  title  page.  I  do  not  quarrel 
with  the  precedence ;  but  does  not  this  indicate  the  change 
wrought  by  the  last  few  years  ?  When  art  and  literature  had 
already  grown  grey,  science  was  still  a  little  child.  Was  it 
not  in  the  era  of  Milton  and  Vandyke  that  the  inventor  of 
a  steam  engine  was  consigned  to  a  lunatic  asylum  for  his 
pains  ? 

But  what  is  science  ?  Science  is  organized  knowledge,  and 
we  mean  by  it  that  which  is  exact  in  opposition  to  that  which 
is  speculative.  Whether  abstract  or  physical,  it  insists  upon 
proof,  and  does  not  admit  of  faith.  It  believes  nothing  it 
does  not  understand  and  cannot  prove.  Hence  science  has 
unfortunately  been  ranged  in  antagonism  to  religion,  and  a 
warfare  has  raged,  disastrous  to  both,  which  some  day  per- 
haps may  be  concluded  by  peace,  and  even  alliance.  For  if 
certain  truths  we  accept  cannot  be  known  without  revelation, 
then  what  is  rejected  because  contradicted  by  science  ought 
probably  to  be  received  also,  the  contradiction  being  only 
apparent,  and  the  agreement  of  the  two  being  a  matter  of 
certainty,  requiring  only  patience.  In  our  present  state  w^e 
must  be  content  to  take  much  for  granted.  I  once  lieard  a 
very  eminent  surgeon  say,  "  We  know  by  experience  that 
certain  results  ordinarily  follow  certain  treatment ;  but  when 
we  attempt  to  theorize  upon  this,  we  find  our  theories  so 
constantly  upset  by  fresh  cases,  that  I  for  one  have  left  off 
trying  to  give  reasons  for  many  of  the  effects  produced." 

"  Wait,  nor  against  the  half-learned  lesson  fiet, 
Nor  chide  at  old  belief  as  if  it  erred, 
Because  thou  canst  not  reconcile  as  yet 
The  worker  and  the  word." 

An  old  divine  said  well,  "We  have  much  enquiry  after 
knowledge  in  these  latter  times.  The  sons  of  Adam  are  now 
as  busy  as  ever  himself  was  about  the  tree  of  knowledge  of 
good  and  evil,  shaking  the  boughs  of  it,  and  scrambling  for 
the  fruit."     Those  who  are  weak  and  wavering,  and  those 


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who  have  an  interest  in  maintaining  things  as  they  are,  natu- 
rally view  the  bold  attacks  of  scientific  men  on  their  fortress 
with  alarm.  They  see  the  plaster  with  which  the  misplaced 
laboiir  of  generations  has  coated  the  walls  crumble  under 
the  fire  of  the  enemy,  without  perceiving  that,  when  this  is 
swept  away,  but  little  impression  will  have  been  made  on  the 
solid  structure.  Galilfeo  was  imprisoned,  not  because  the 
authorities  of  the  Inquisition  cared  whether  the  sun  or  the 
earth  moved,  but  because  they  dreaded  the  spirit  of  enquiry. 
The  opinion,  however,  is  gaining  ground  that  God's  truth 
cannot  suffer  by  the  extension  of  man's  truth.  We  may, 
indeed,  enquire  diligently  what  is  the  truth ;  but  it  argues  a 
very  weak  faith  to  suppress  enquiry  because  it  may  militate 
against  what  we  may  have  been  in  the  habit  of  regarding 
as  the  truth.  The  Eoman  Proconsul,  when  told  that  the 
Christians  were  destroying  a  temple,  merely  replied,  "  Let 
the  gods  defend  themselves."  There  was  deep  meaning  in 
the  answer.  I  for  one  have  no  fear  of  the  result ;  but  much 
harm  may  be  done  by  misguided  zeal.  The  assailants  are 
men  of  world-wide  reputation,  giants  in  intellect,  and  their 
arguments  cannot  be  confuted  by  mere  generalities  or  plati- 
tudes. Those  who  enter  the  lists  should  be  well  acquainted 
with  the  turns  and  changes  of  the  contest,  and  the  M'ay  in 
which  new  ground  has  been  taken  from  time  to  time ;  and 
they  should  especially  be  well  versed  in  the  language  of  the 
books  under  review.  Even  educated  Hindoos  have  lately 
been  accusing  our  divines  of  condemning  their  sacred  books 
without  being  able  to  read  them.  Nothing  is  easier  than  to 
pour  out  indignation  against  setters  forth  of  strange  doctrines, 
and  to  demolish  them  amidst  the  cheers  of  an  unanimous 
meeting ;  but  weapons  of  a  far  different  temper  and  calibre 
are  required  in  a  contest  with  such  antagonists.  It  was  once 
said  at  a  trial,  "  I  tliought  the  defendant's  case  unassailable 
till  I  heard  his  counsel's  speech." 

So  much  for  the  polemical  literature  of  science.  But 
science  is  the  handmaid  of  art;  and  in  those  branches  of  art 
which  may  be  termed  useful  or  mechanical,  what  strides  have 
been  made  since  Archimedes  invented  the  lever,  and,  with 
that  confidence  which  has  descended  to  his  successors,  de- 
clared that  he  would  move  the  world.  The//  have  been  moving 
the  world  ever  since.  Nothing  seems  too  hard  or  too  daring 
for  our  engineers.  We  often  hear  in  their  evidence  before 
parliamentary  committees  that  nothing  is  impossible;  it  is 
only  a  question  of  expense.  And  when  we  contemplate 
what  has  been  done  within  our  own  recollection,  we  must 


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admit  that  there  is  justification  for  their  boldest  plans.  I 
once  heard  the  late  Lord  Derby  say  that  he  was  on  the 
committee  which  threw  out  the  first  railway  bill,  on  the 
ground  that  a  speed  of  more  than  twelve  miles  an  hour 
would  be  dangerous  to  human  life.  Lord  Derby  was  still  a 
young  man  when  Brunei  travelled  from  Bristol  to  London, 
one  hundred  and  twenty  miles,  considerably  within  two 
hours !  We  have  put  a  girdle  of  telegraphic  wire  round  the 
world.  A  toast  has  been  given  from  London  to  Calcutta,  and 
the  reply  received,  within  the  space  of  an  ordinary  banquet. 
Going  westward,  our  statesmen's  speeches  are  read  in  New 
York  apparently  before  they  are  delivered  in  London.  We 
build  our  war  ships  of  enormous  masses  of  iron,  and  arm  theiu 
with  jiuus,  each  one  more  formidable  than  a  broadside  of  the 
last  generation.  Vessels  have  been  invented  which,  like  fish, 
cans  wim  either  upon  or  below  the  surface.  Bridges,  no  longer 
supported  on  arches  or  by  chains,  are  level  iron  roads,  striding 
across  broad  rivers  and  arms  of  the  sea.  Eailway  trains  climb 
a  mountain  seven  thousand  feet  high,  while  others  run  seven 
miles  through  its  centre  ;  and  we  are  threatened  this  summer 
with  a  friendly  invasion  from  America  by  balloon.  The  pre- 
dictions of  Darwin  in  the  Botanic  Garden  were  deemed  in 
his  day  as  extravagant  as  his  grandson's  theories  are  by  most 
people  now.  But  time  has  justified  them.  Writing  many 
years  before  steam  vessels,  railways,  or  torpedo  ships,  he  says  : 

"  Soon  shall  thy  arm,  unconquered  steam,  afar 
Drag  the  slow  barge,  or  drive  the  rapid  car ; 
Or,  on  wide  waving  wings  expanded,  bear 
The  flying  chariots  through  the  fields  of  air. — 
Taught  by  the  sage,  lo !  Britain's  sons  shall  guide 
Hugh  sea-balloons  beneath  the  tossing  tide." 

These  are  great  achievements ;  but  machinery  is  like  the 
trunk  of  an  elephant,  which  can  not  only  iiproot  a  tree,  but 
pick  up  a  pin.  The  art  of  saving  labour  by  mechanical  con- 
trivances is  yet  in  its  infancy.  It  will  be  a  vast  addition  to 
human  happiness,  a  great  blessing  to  employers  and  employed, 
when  the  labour  which  is  only  worth  starving  wages  shall  be 
everywhere  performed  by  machinery. 

Architecture  forms  a  connecting  link  between  the  mechani- 
cal and  the  tine  arts.  Some  waiT  has  suajoested  that  we  shall 
have  no  success  in  architecture  till  we  have  hanged  an  archi- 
tect ;  and,  indeed,  we  ha\e  little  to  boast  of  in  these  degenerate 
days.  Our  churches  built  during  the  last  twenty-five  years 
are  doubtless  superior  to  those  of  the  preceding  century,  but 
•simply  because  we  have  reverted  to  earlier  models.    In  London, 


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Somerset  House  and  Waterloo  Bridge  are  almost  the  only  civil 
structures  which  excite  the  admiration  of  foreigners.  Some 
of  the  clubs  are  worthy  of  notice,  especially  for  the  excellence 
of  their  arrangements,  in  all  respects  except  ventilation,  an 
appliance  yet  to  be  discovered  in  northern  latitudes.  The 
House  of  Parliament  is  a  gigantic  and  most  costly  failure. 
It  seems  to  have  been  designed  with  little  regard  to  the  pur- 
pose it  was  to  serve.  The  arrangements  for  enabling  even 
members  of  the  Government  to  transact  that  large  part  of  the 
business  of  the  country  w'hich  is  carried  on  by  means  of  per- 
sonal interviews  are  still  far  inferior  to  those  of  any  House  of 
Assembly  I  have  ever  seen,  though  improvements  have  been 
made  by  frequent  alterations.  In  private  houses  there  has 
been  a  marked  advance  in  convenience,  and  in  sanitary  ap- 
pliances. In  towns  we  no  longer  bury  our  basements  in 
Cimmerian  darkness,  nor  erect  dead  walls  before  our  attics. 
In  the  country  we  do  not  so  generally  destroy  the  health  and 
light  of  our  offices  and  stables  by  planting  masses  of  shrubs 
close  to  the  windows.  Common  sense  has  banished  spurious 
taste.  Genuineness  and  reality  are  at  length  driving  out  sham 
and  stucco.  We  are  still,  however,  inclined  to  copy  defects 
which  were  caused  by  poverty  of  material  in  early  styles ;  to 
narrow  our  windows,  though  we  have  glass  in  abundance;  and 
to  give  our  roofs  an  excessive  pitch,  though  no  longer  obliged 
to  load  them  with  enormous  weights.  At  the  same  time  we 
have  ventured  on  daring  innovations  by  land,  as  well  as  in 
naval  architecture,  and  the  mode  in  which  glass  and  iron  were 
employed  in  the  Exhibition  of  1851  has  been  widely  copied. 

In  arcliitecture,  and  still  more  in  the  tine  arts,  though  there 
are  certain  canons  which  have  always  been  recognized,  yet 
taste  has  varied  from  age  to  age  under  the  guidance  generally 
of  some  one  who  has  either  from  his  power  of  explaining  and 
enforcing  his  views,  from  his  position,  or  some  other  cause,  been 
looked  up  to  as  an  authority.  Pnit  whereas  in  science  we  boast 
of  our  superiority  to  those  who  have  preceded  us,  having  the 
advantage  of  their  accunmlated  stores  of  experience,  the  case 
is  different  in  regard  to  literature  and  the  fine  arts.  In  these 
excellence  springs  forth,  like  ^linerva,  full-grown,  and  espe- 
cially during  the  youth  of  the  world.  Poetry  is  the  earliest 
language  of  a  race,  and  we  are,  I  think,  justified  in  saying  that 
nations,  like  individuals,  may  write  themselves  out.  Certainly 
in  the  earlier  authors  we  find  more  vigorous  and  condensed 
thought,  more  expressions  that  have  become,  as  it  were,  cur- 
rent coin,  than  in  those  of  later  date.  It  must,  however,  be 
admitted  that  stirring'-'events  and  organic  changes,  social  or 


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political,  may  give  new  subject-matter  and  fresh  impetus  to 
contemporary  literature.  The  treasures  of  ancient  Greece  in 
the  galleries  of  Eome  and  Florence  excite  the  admiration  and 
despair  of  modern  sculptors.  Excavations  in  Pompeii  and 
elsewhere  have  proved  that  while  the  art  of  painting  was  not 
inferior,  the  secret  of  preserving  paintings  was  understood  in 
a  still  more  remarkable  manner.  In  the  museum  of  Cortona 
is  a  female  head  in  the  highest  style  of  art.  It  was  dug  up 
by  a  peasant  from  the  bottom  of  a  ditch  where  it  had  proba- 
bly lain  for  fifteen  hundred  years,  was  by  him  used  as  a 
shutter,  and  exposed  to  the  sun  by  day  and  the  frost  by  night, 
and  yet  appears  now  as  perfect  as  when  fresh  from  the  painter's 
hand.  It  is  on  slate,  and  has  been  by  some  unknown  process 
rendered  practically  indestructible. 

Those  who  presume  to  dogmatize  on  painting  or  sculpture 
are  on  very  delicate  ground.  We  all  remember  the  secret 
for  acquiring  the  reputation  of  a  cognoscento  in  tlie  Vicar  of 
Wakefield,  which  "  consisted  in  a  strict  adherence  to  two  rules, 
the  one  always  to  observe  the  picture  might  have  been  better 
if  the  painter  had  taken  more  pains,  and  the  other  to  praise 
the  works  of  Pietro  Perugino."  The  price  which  collections 
of  acknowledged  excellence  command  proves  the  value  set 
upon  the  judgment  of  others  by  persons  who  mistrust  their 
own.  How  few  can  see  any  merit  in  a  work  without  a  cha- 
racter is  shown  by  the  case  of  Lord  Suffolk's  stolen  pictures, 
and  the  famous  Guido  of  San  Bartolonieo  in  Bologna,  which 
were  long  exposed,  and  eventually  sold  for  a  trifle  in  Wardour 
Street,  no  one  having  been  attracted,  except  those  by  whom 
the  pictures  were  recognized.  So  again,  in  the  well-known 
instance  of  the  buried  statue  of  Bacchus,  praise  which  had 
been  withheld  from  the  work  of  Michael  Angelo,  was  lavishly 
bestowed  by  the  connoisseurs  of  Florence  upon  the  supposed 
antique.  The  Greeks  and  Eomans  seem  scarcely  to  have 
appreciated  scenery  for  its  own  sake,  though  the  similes  of 
Homer,  the  pastorals  of  Theocritus,  passages  like  the  apos- 
trophe to  the  Clouds  \\\  Aristophanes,  the  description  of  rural 
retreats  in  Horace,  show  that  they  were  not  unobservant  of 
nature.  Where  cities  are  few,  and  the  country  wild  and 
uncultivated,  full  of  danger  and  hardship  to  the  wayfarer, 
and  perhaps  peopled  by  superstition  with  malignant  beings, 
the  lonely  settler  looks  with  repugnance  upon  the  "savage 
mountain,"  the  "  brown  horror  of  the  wood."  Hence  the  best 
descriptions  of  scenery  have  been  written  by  dwellers  in 
cities.  On  the  other  hand,  when  population  increases,  when 
towns  swallow  up  green  fields,  and  the  sea  coast  becomes 


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almost  a  continuous  terrace,  we  cling  to  wliat  remains  of  rural 
scenery.  Our  writers  enlarge  upon  it  in  prose  and  verse,  and 
our  painters  transfer  to  their  canvas  the  haylield,  the  sandy 
nook,  the  quiet  corner  of  the  wood.  It  would  be  invidious 
to  mention  names,  but  we  must  all  agree  that  descriptions  of 
country  in  prose  and  verse,  as  well  as  delineations  of  country 
in  oils  and  water-colours,  in  our  own  day  and  our  own  land, 
will  bear  comparison  with  those  of  any  nation  or  of  any  age. 
There  is  one  characteristic  which  specially  marks  the  modern 
English  school  of  painting,  namely,  extreme  accuracy.  We 
know  that  some  artists  make  it  a  point  of  conscience  to  leave 
nothing  to  memory,  to  fill  in  every  line  and  every  tint  from 
nature,  and  we  value  them  accordingly.  Perhaps  we  owe 
this  in  part  to  photography,  which  is  a  terrible  witness  against 
a  slovenly  or  too  imaginative  artist,  as  far  as  outline  is  con- 
cerned, and  partly  to  the  prse-Raffaelite  school,  which  has 
carried  on  a  successful  warfare  against  conventionality.  As 
in  reforms  of  other  kinds,  the  reformers  have  probably  gone 
too  far,  justice  without  mercy  is  not  desirable  even  in  a 
portrait.  Some  one  has  said  nothing  is  so  false  as  a  fact,  and 
it  is  surely  a  mistake  to  paint  as  if  man  had  "a  microscopic 
eye,"  and  could  distinguish  "each  particular  hair"  upon  a 
caterpillar  several  yards  off.  As  an  exact  illustration  of  my 
meaning,  I  may  instance  a  very  clever  picture  in  the  Royal 
Academy  some  years  ago.  Tt  was  a  small  patch  of  wheatfield. 
The  spiky  ears,  blue  cornflowers,  and  twining  convolvuli,  the 
shiny  beetles,  and  glittering  dewdrops,  were  painted  with 
marvellous  accuracy  and  minuteness.  And  then  the  artist, 
apparently  struck  with  the  conviction  that  no  mortal  eye 
could  have  taken  it  all  in,  gave  his  picture  the  "grace  of  con- 
gruity"  by  placing  the  scene  in  Brobdignag,  with  Gulliver 
gazing  upon  the  gigantic  growth  from  a  furrow  as  high  as 
his  shoulders.  As  neither  art  nor  literature  are  ashamed  of 
the  homely  joys  and  sorrows  of  daily  life,  so  are  they  more 
and  more  appreciated  by  the  general  public.  No  longer  has 
the  artist  or  author  to  languish  in  the  ante-rooms  of  the  great. 
The  great  come  to  him,  and  the  small  too,  and  the  latter  are 
from  their  numbers  no  contemptible  patrons  ;  but  as  in  former 
times  the  pen  and  pencil  were  too  often  tiie  humble  servants 
of  powerful  vice,  and  even  the  basis  of  historj^  was  less  fact 
than  faction,  so  in  these  latter  days  there  is  danger  of  pander- 
ing not  to  the  single  patron,  but  to  the  multitude.  The  leading 
press  of  this  country  bears  a  deservedly  high  character.  Its 
columns  are  full  of  most  valuable  matter,  and  I  believe  its 
coaductors  honestly  endeavour  to  instruct  as  well  as  to  attract 


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their  readers.  But  it  is  not  universally  so.  The  editor  of  au 
American  paper  was  once  taken  to  task  on  account  of  a 
violent  anti-English  article,  and  he  was  asked  whether  those 
were  his  real  sentiments.  "No,"  replied  he,  "but  my  paper 
costs  a  cent.  I  leave  you  to  calculate  how  many  subscribers 
I  must  have  to  enable  me  to  live.  If  I  don't  print  what  they 
like,  they  wont  buy  the  paper." 

"We  must  not  be  ungrateful  to  periodical  literature,  which 
adds  so  much  to  our  enjoyment,  and  has  given  a  first  start  to 
so  many  able  writers ;  but  it  somewhat  encourages  the  ten- 
dency to  write  for  the  present,  and  not  for  all  time.  The 
difference  between  the  two  classes  is  well  explained  by  Alfred 
de  Vigny,  in  Cinq  Mars  :  "  Les  uns  etaient  des  hommes  obscurs, 
fort  illustres  a  present.  Les  autres  des  honmies  illustres,  fort 
obscurs  pour  nous-posterite." 

It  has  been  said  that  a  well  known  poet  suffered  agonies  of 
self-reproach  from  the  fear  that  even  his  remote  descendants 
might  be  injured  by  reading  his  works.  And  truly  some  of 
our  sensational  novelists  have  much  to  answer  for.  Those  I 
mean  whose  heroes  possess  the  proverbial  qualifications  for 
mundane  happiness,  a  good  digestion,  and  no  conscience. 
Guardsmen  of  a  type,  we  may  believe,  little  known  in  the 
Household  Brigade,  who  "spare  no  man  in  their  auger  and 
no  woman  in  their  licentiousness;"  and,  after  a  career  of  un- 
mitigated villainy,  settle  down  in  patriarchal  peace  and 
respectability.  It  is  no  light  thing  to  invest  such  characters 
with  the  halo  of  romance.  We  are  but  too  inclined  to  sym- 
pathize with  reckless  lawlessness.  Has  not  some  one  said 
that  the  most  interesting  character  in  Paradise  Lost  is  Satan  ? 
But  there  are  lower  depths  still.  Scandalous  publications, 
striking  at  law  and  order  through  religion,  of  which  the 
Moderator  of  the  General  Assembly  of  Scotland  has  lately 
spoken  with  becoming  indignation.  He  calls  them  "infidel 
and  impure  literature."  But  I  will  not  so  degrade  the  name. 
They  bear  the  same  relation  to  literature  that  poison  does  to 
food,  and  those  who  disseminate  them  are  even  worse  than  the 
wretches  who  carried  about  infected  straw  for  the  purpose  of 
spreading  the  cattle-plague. 

To  revert  for  one  moment  to  the  fine  arts.  Is  there  not  some 
danger  that  the  patronage  of  the  million  may,  while  increasing 
the  quantity,  somewhat  lower  the  quality?  Will  not  the 
composer  produce  "tunes  which  jingle  well"?  and  the  artist 
paint  down  to  art  union  prizes  ?  Moreover  there  is  that  in 
the  relations  between  artists  and  certain  London  dealers,  to 
which  I  need  only  allude,  but  which,  if  not  promptly  stamped 


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out,  will  do  more  to  destroy  the  self-respect  aud  independence 
of  the  profession  than  all  the  patrons  of  the  Georgian  era. 

The  effect  of  more  extended  appreciation  upon  art  and 
literature  brings  us  to  the  effect  of  science,  literature,  and  art 
upon  the  million.  A  man  with  his  bread  to  earn  must  neces- 
sarily regard  the  occupation  of  his  life  from  an  utilitarian 
point  of  view.  Time  has  to  him  an  actual  money  value. 
Now,  in  my  humble  opinion,  too  much  has  been  said  about 
certain  studies  improving  and  strengthening  the  mind  rather 
than  others.  Surely  this  depends  more  upon  the  mode  of 
teaching  than  upon  the  subject  taught.  Picking  up  a  modein 
language  by  ear  does  not  exercise  the  mental  powers  like  the 
careful  study  of  a  dead  language.  But  why  should  not  the 
one  be  as  carefully  taught  as  the  other  ?  I  do  not  believe  in 
the  "  conflict  of  studies  "  in  this  sense.  Idiots  may  possess 
great  aptitude  for  calculation  and  for  music ;  but  it  does  not 
follow  that  the'  study  of  mathematics  or  music  may  not 
strengthen  the  powers  even  of  a  powerful  mind.  So  the 
various  arts  and  sciences,  applicable  to  industry,  may  be 
taught  in  a  manner  to  develop  the  faculties.  "  Life,"  as 
Sydney  Smith  says,  "  has  been  distressingly  abridged  since 
the  flood."  And  if  the  mind  can  be  nourished  by  the  same 
food  with  which  the  body  is  fed,  what  an  economy  is  effected! 
A  blacksmith  requires  a  strong  arm.  Eowing  strengthens  the 
arm ;  but  it  would  be  a  palpable  fallacy  to  say,  therefore,  a 
blacksmith  should  be  taught  to  row  instead  of  to  wield  the 
hammer.  And  though  an  educated  man  may  have  the  power 
of  learning  something  for  which  people  will  pay  sooner  than 
if  his  mind  had  lain  entirely  fallow,  yet  there  is  a  risk  that 
the  steed  may  starve  while  the  grass  is  growing.  A  French 
periodical,  the  EcJio  Agricole,  complaining  of  the  useless 
system  of  schools,  asks  "why  the  mind  should  be  led  through 
delusive  labyrinths  instead  of  being  drawn  to  the  observa- 
tion of  natural  phenomena,  whence  it  would  bring  to  other 
branches  of  knowledge  the  spirit  of  methodical  order,  which 
it  would  have  been  obliged  to  employ  in  the  study  of  nature. 
There  should  be  introduced,"  continues  the  writer,  "  into  pri- 
mary schools  the  elementary  teaching  qf  natural  science  applied 
to  what  children  see  daily  in  the  country."  Such  a  system  as 
this,  by  which  the  foundation  would  be  laid  for  technical 
education,  might  well  be  ado[)ted  in  the  elementary  schools 
of  this  country,  which  keep  too  much  to  the  old  groove, 
exercising  the  memory  instead  of  the  mind,  and  producing 
conceited  prigs,  who  despise  the  honest  calling  of  their 
parents,  and  are  unfit  for  any  othej. 


10        riii';  ]iT.  HON.  s.  cave's  i'RESidential  address. 

It  is  refreshing  to  turn  to  the  last  Eeport  of  the  Science  and 
Art  Department,  just  issued,  whicli  I  commend  to  the  study 
of  all  who  take  an  interest  in  real  education  as  distinguished 
from  mere  cram.  Having  already  exceeded  my  limit,  1  can  do 
no  more  than  glance  at  the  various  subjects  in  which  examina- 
tions have  been  held,  merely  premising  that  besides  grants  from 
Government  there  are  prizes  for  practical  work  founded  by 
private  benefactors,  among  whom  I  may  mention  Sir  Joseph 
Whitworth,  of  Manchester,  and  the  Plasterers'  Company,  who 
have  revived  the  original  intention  of  the  great  city  guilds, 
namely,  the  improvement  of  tlie  trades  witii  which  they  are 
connected.  In  the  science  branch  pajjcrs  have  been  worked 
in  geometry,  in  the  construction  of  machines,  buildings,  and 
ships  ;  in  mathematics  and  mechanics,  in  acoustics,  on  light, 
heat,  magnetism,  and  electricity ;  in  chemistry,  geology, 
mining,  mineralogy,  and  metallurgy ;  in  zoology,  economic 
botany,  in  navigation,  on  steam,  and  in  physical  geo.^raphy. 
In  the  art  branch  aid  is  given  to  drawing  in  elementary  and 
night  schools,  "  where  specially  directed  to  the  improvement 
of  the  perceptive  powers  of  the  children."  Grants  are  also 
made  to  more  advanced  schools,  in  which  the  student  pursues 
the  technical  study  of  art  in  the  direction  required  by  his 
occupation.  In  both  branches  assistance  is  given  towards 
the  training  of  competent  teachers.  I  am  glad  to  say  that 
the  payment  of  fees  is  considered  essential  to  the  maintenance 
of  a  proper  system  of  insti-uction.  People  I'arely  value  what 
they  get  for  nothing,  and  the  artizau  classes  are,  generally 
speaking,  well  able  to  pay  for  the  improvement  of  themselves 
and  of  their  children. 

We  are  at  this  moment  in  a  transition  state:  old  things  are 
passing  away,  all  things  are  becoming  new.  The  skilled 
artizan  can  now  obtain  a  far  larger  income  than  at  any  former 
]»erio(l.  Like  other  people  who  have  come  suddenly  into  for- 
tunes, he  sometimes  makes  a  queer  use  of  it.  The  immense 
increase  in  the  spirit  duties,  among  other  things,  shows  that 
much  of  this  wealth  is  squandered  in  sensual  and  brutalizing 
pleasures ;  but  let  us  not  forget  that  such  were  the  pleasures 
of  classes  much  above  Jrtiim  less  than  a  century  ago.  And 
what  has  to  a  great  degree  weaned  those  classes  from  such 
])leasures  ?  Surely  the  superior  attraction  of  those  pursuits 
for  the  advancement  of  which  this  Association  was  formed. 
A  nation  cannot  be  civilized  by  Act  of  Parliament  any  more 
than  it  can  be  dragooned  into  religion.  Both  plans  have  been 
tried,  and  both  have  failed.  P>ut  as  the  streamlets  pierce  our 
red  cliffs,  and  l)ring  them  down  piecemeal  year  after  year,  so 


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will  the  streams  of  knowledge  gradually  and  silently  make 
their  way  through  the  stnbhorn  barrier  of  ignorance  and  vice. 
The  report  of  the  Science  and  Art  department  speaks  of  a 
sensible  improvement  in  the  work,  and  of  increasing  numbers 
of  students.  True,  they  are  as  yet  mere  drops,  but  they  may 
be  the  first  drops  of  a  shower.  Even  if  generations  should 
pass  before  the  masses  are  civilized,  as  generations  have 
passed  in  the  case  of  those  above  them,  what  are  a  few  genera- 
tions in  the  life  of  a  nation,  when  we  consider  the  end  to  be 
attained  ?  We  must  have  patience,  and  not,  as  is  our  habit 
in  these  restless  times,  be  perpetually  digging  up  our  seed,  in 
order  to  see  whether  it  is  growing.  We  can  but  plant  and 
water  for  a  little  while  before  we  pass  away,  but  if  we  do  our 
part  we  shall  pass  away  in  the  full  assurance  that  our  suc- 
cessors will  reap  the  fruit  of  the  tree  we  have  planted. 


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