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¡°I am glad you like my father,¡± he said. ¡°Of course you know he has fallen in love with you? He talked of nothing else but you last night, and sung your praises tremendously.¡± They found the mare patiently awaiting them, and Bill, after bestowing a few words of praise, which the animal understood and appreciated most perfectly, insisted upon Varley¡¯s getting into the saddle. As they rode back to the camp, Varley concocted and matured a plan of operation. No one would have guessed that anything serious was in the wind, as the two men sauntered up to the bar of the Eldorado, and with a ¡°Mare¡¯s all right!¡± called for a drink. Nor had any one any inkling of the expedition even, when, at six o¡¯clock the next evening, Varley, stretching himself and yawning, got up from the table and sauntered into the open air, where, at a little distance, Bill and five other men were already in the saddle, with Varley¡¯s fast mare in their midst. ¡°You coward!¡± said Esmeralda. ¡°If there were only one of the men here!¡± ¡°But there ain¡¯t,¡± chuckled her captor. ¡°Emigrate? I never thought of such a thing. We were going to Spain to see my father, who is there.¡± "About four." On the fifth night of the debate Sir Robert Peel rose to speak in defence of his policy against these attacks of his enemies. It was already ten o'clock, and the House listened to him for three hours. He spoke with remarkable warmth and energy, and overpowered his opponents with the unanswerable truths of political economy, and with humorous demonstrations of the fallacies in which the Protectionist speakers had indulged. In concluding he said, "This night is to decide between the policy of continued relaxation of restriction, or the return to restraint and prohibition. This night you will select the motto which is to indicate the commercial policy of England. Shall it be 'Advance!' or 'Recede'?" The division took place on the 27th (or rather on the 28th) of February, at twenty minutes to three in the morning, when the numbers for the motion were¡ª337; against it, 240; leaving a majority for going into committee of 97. going to have a college friend visiting him part of the summer, "So?" said Cairness, with the appearance of stolidity he invariably assumed to cover disappointment or any sort of approach to emotion. "Where's she gone to?" Accession of George II.¡ªCharacters of the King and Queen¡ªAdroit Tactics of Walpole¡ªRise and Fall of Compton¡ªAttitude of the Opposition¡ªCongress of Soissons¡ªCauses of Dispute with Spain¡ªStanhope's successful Negotiations with King Philip¡ªRetirement of Townshend¡ªWalpole Supreme¡ªPeace Abroad and at Home¡ªWalpole's System of Wholesale Bribery and Corruption¡ªThe Public Prisons¡ªDuel between Pulteney and Lord Hervey¡ªThe Excise Scheme¡ªGreat Outcry¡ªWithdrawal of the Bill¡ªWalpole's Vengeance¡ªAttack on the Septennial Act¡ªWyndham's Speech¡ªDepression of the Opposition¡ªDefinitive Peace of Vienna¡ªGin Act¡ªThe Porteous Riots¡ªThe Prince of Wales and the Opposition¡ªApplication for an Increase of his Allowance¡ªBirth of George III.¡ªDeath of Queen Caroline¡ªAttempt to Reduce the Army¡ªDisputes with Spain¡ª"Jenkins' Ear"¡ªWalpole's Negotiations¡ªSecession of the Opposition¡ªFurther Difficulties with Spain¡ªDeclaration of War¡ªPrivateers and Reprisals¡ªVernon's Victory¡ªFrederick invades Silesia¡ªAssistance of England¡ªParliament Meets¡ªSandys' Motion¡ªWalpole's Defence¡ªDisasters of Maria Theresa¡ªShe throws herself on the Magyars¡ªMisfortunes of the English Fleets¡ªVernon Repulsed from Carthagena¡ªPower slips from the Hands of Walpole¡ªHis Last Battles¡ªThe Chippenham Election Petition¡ªHis Fall. The next day tempest scattered the approaching transports. Sir John thought the storm sufficient excuse for not pursuing; but the winds followed the invaders, and blowing directly from London towards Dunkirk, dispersed the French transports, sank some of the largest of them with all their men, wrecked others on the coast, and made the rest glad to recover their port. Charles waited impatiently for the cessation of the tempest to put to sea again, but the French ministers were discouraged by the disaster, and by the discovery of so powerful a British fleet in the Channel. The army was withdrawn from Dunkirk, Marshal Saxe was appointed to the command in Flanders, and the expedition for the present was relinquished. [See larger version] On the 15th of September this year the Manchester and Liverpool Railway was opened. It was the first line opened for passenger traffic in the British empire. There was much difference of opinion as to the success of the experiment, and vast crowds attended to see the first trains running. The Duke of Wellington, Mr. Huskisson, and many persons of the highest distinction, started in the trains, which travelled on two lines in the same direction, sometimes nearly abreast. At Parkside the trains stopped to take in water, and Mr. Huskisson and several of his friends got out. He was brought round to the carriage where the Duke of Wellington was seated, who, as soon as he saw him, shook hands cordially with his old colleague. At this moment the other train started, when there was a general cry of "Get in, get in!" There was not time to do this, but Mr. Holmes, who was with Mr. Huskisson, had sufficient presence of mind to draw himself up close to the Duke's carriage, by which means he escaped uninjured. Mr. Huskisson, unfortunately, caught one of the doors, which, struck by the train in motion, was swung round, and caused him to fall on the other railway, so that his right leg was passed over and crushed by the engine. The Duke of Wellington and others ran to his assistance. The only words he uttered were, "I have met my death. God forgive me!" He was carried to Eccles, where the best medical advice was obtained, but he survived only a few hours, bearing his intense pain with great fortitude. The wounded civilians had been put up in the small schoolrooms. Some of them must soon die. Some had burns, but most of them were hit the previous night during the mad outbreak, the mad shooting of the drunken and riotous Germans. In another room a number of old women were crowded together, who had to fly but could not walk all the way to the Netherland frontier. "But don't you see if you should, don't you see, you see I am a patriot." To explain how the Nous could be identical with a number of distinct ideas was a difficult problem. We shall have to show at a more advanced stage of our exposition how Plotinus endeavoured to solve it with the help of Plato¡¯s Sophist. In the essay where his theory is first put forward, he cuts the knot by asserting that each idea virtually contains every other, while each in its actual and separate existence is, so to speak, an independent Nous. But correlation is not identity; and to say that each idea thinks itself is not to explain how the same subject can think, and in thinking be identical with all. The personal identity of the thinking subject still stands in unreconciled opposition to the multitude of thoughts which it entertains, whether successively or in a single intuition. Of two things one: either the unity of the Nous or the diversity of its ideas must be sacrificed. Plotinus evades the alternative by a kind of three-card trick. Sometimes his ideal unity is to be found under the notion of convergence to a common centre, sometimes under the notion of participation in a common property, sometimes under the notion of mutual equivalence. 105 HoMEÈÕº«AƬµ¼º½
