This expressed abhorrence of the author for Rome might be entitled to
little regard, provided it were possible to attribute it to any
self-interested motive. There have been professed enemies of Rome, or of
this or that system; but their professed enmity may frequently be traced
to some cause which does them little credit; but the writer of these
lines has no motive, and can have no motive, for his enmity to Rome, save
the abhorrence of an honest heart for what is false, base, and cruel. A
certain clergyman wrote with much heat against the Papists in the time
of--who was known to favour the Papists, but was not expected to continue
long in office, and whose supposed successor, the person, indeed, who did
succeed him, was thought to be hostile to the Papists. This divine, who
obtained a rich benefice from the successor of--who during ---'s time had
always opposed him in everything he proposed to do, and who, of course,
during that time affected to be very inimical to Popery--this divine
might well be suspected of having a motive equally creditable for writing
against the Papists, as that which induced him to write for them, as soon
as his patron, who eventually did something more for him, had espoused
their cause; but what motive, save an honest one, can the present writer
have, for expressing an abhorrence of Popery? He is no clergyman, and
consequently can expect neither benefices nor bishoprics, supposing it
were the fashion of the present, or likely to be the fashion of any
future administration, to reward clergymen with benefices or bishoprics,
who, in the defence of the religion of their country write, or shall
write, against Popery, and not to reward those who write, or shall write,
in favour of it, and all its nonsense and abominations.

"But if not a clergyman, he is the servant of a certain society, which
has the overthrow of Popery in view, and therefore," etc. This
assertion, which has been frequently made, is incorrect, even as those
who have made it probably knew it to be. He is the servant of no society
whatever. He eats his own bread, and is one of the very few men in
England who are independent in every sense of the word.

It is true he went to Spain with the colours of that society on his
hat--oh! the blood glows in his veins! oh! the marrow awakes in his old
bones when he thinks of what he accomplished in Spain in the cause of
religion and civilization with the colours of that society in his h