t was "lent to various persons" till it
died!--Enough and ten times more than enough of all that. Let me
on this last slip of paper give you some response to the Letter*
I got in Scotland, under the silence of the bright autumn sun, in
my Mother's house, and read there.

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* This letter is missing.
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You are bountiful abundantly in your reception of those _Latter
Day Pamphlets;_ and right in all you say of them;--and yet
withal you are not right, my Friend, but I am! Truly it does
behove a man to know the inmost resources of this universe, and,
for the sake both of his peace and of his dignity, to possess his
soul in patience, and look nothing doubting (nothing wincing
even, if that be his humor) upon all things. For it is most
indubitable there is good in all;--and if you even see an Oliver
Cromwell assassinated, it is certain you may get a cartload of
turnips from his carcass. Ah me, and I suppose we had too much
forgotten all this, or there had not been a man like you sent to
show it us so emphatically! Let us well remember it; and yet
remember too that it is _not_ good always, or ever, to be "at
ease in Zion"; good often to be in fierce rage in Zion; and
that the vile Pythons of this Mud-World do verily require to have
sun-arrows shot into them and red-hot pokers struck through them,
according to occasion: woe to the man that carries either of
these weapons, and does not use it in their presence! Here, at
this moment, a miserable Italian organ-grinder has struck up the
_Marseillaise_ under my window, for example: was the
_Marseillaise_ fought out on a bed of down, or is it worth
nothing when fought? On those wretched _Pamphlets_ I set no
value at all, or even less than none: to me their one benefit
is, my own heart is clear of them (a benefit not to be despised,
I assure you!)--and in the Public, athwart this storm of curses,
and emptyings of vessels of dishonor, I can already perceive that
it is all well enough there too in reference to them; and the
controversy of the Eighteen millions _versus_ the Eighteen
thousands, or Eighteen units, is going on very handsomely in that
quarter of it, for aught I can see! And so, Peace to the brave
that are departed; and, Tomorrow to fresh fields and pastures new!--

I was in Wales, as well as Scotland, during Autumn time; lived
three weeks within wind of St. Germanus's old "College" (Fourteen
Hundred years of age or so) and also not far f