sehold the purity and the practice of a Christian
faith. If the domestic throne is to be upheld on its rightful
foundation, the altar must be reared by its side. The philosopher and
historian must stoop to learn from his own children that simplicity of
which they are such powerful teachers, and which will amply repay him
for all the lessons of a more mature wisdom that his learning and
experience can impart. Openly and earnestly sympathizing with their
devout impressions, he will strengthen and support by his intellectual
energies the soft and more susceptible natures of those placed under his
charge, and will thus shield them from the attempts to mislead and
inflame, to which they must inevitably be exposed if left to find their
only sympathy in extraneous influences. This re-establishment of a
patriarchal piety is one of the great boons which the true spirit of
Protestantism purchased for its followers, and which alone can protect
the weaker members of the household from becoming a prey to priestly
interference and false enthusiasm.

The book contains a touching tribute, such as able men have often paid
to the maternal affection that formed their minds:--

"Whilst writing all this, I have had in my mind a woman, whose
strong and serious mind would not have failed to support me in
these contentions; I lost her thirty years ago, (I was a child
then;) nevertheless, ever living in my memory, she follows me from
age to age.

"She suffered with me in my poverty, and was not allowed to share
in my better fortune. When young, I made her sad, and now I cannot
console her. I know not even where her bones are: I was too poor
then to buy earth to bury her!

"And yet I owe her much. I feel deeply that I am the son of woman.
Every instant, in my ideas and words (not to mention my features
and gestures,) I find again my mother in myself. It is my mother's
blood that gives me the sympathy I feel for bygone ages, and the
tender remembrance of all those who are now no more.

"What return then could I, who am myself advancing towards old age,
make her for the many things I owe her? One, for which she would
have thanked me--this protest in favour of women and mothers; and I
place it at the head of a book believed by some to be a work of
controversy. They are wrong. The longer it lives, if it should
live, the plainer will it be seen, that, in spite of pol