e free."

Attacks, indeed, became frequent, and more and more bitter, but Bunsen
seldom took any notice of them. He writes:--

"Hare is full of wrath at an attack made upon me in the 'Christian
Remembrancer'--in a very Jesuitical way insinuating that I ought
not to have so much influence allowed me. Another article
execrates the bishopric of Jerusalem as an abomination. This zeal
savors more of hatred than of charity."

But though Bunsen felt far too firmly grounded in his own Christian faith
to be shaken by such attacks upon himself, he too could be roused to wrath
and indignation when the poisoned arrows of theological Fijians were shot
against his friends. When speaking of the attacks on Arnold, he writes:--

"Truth is nothing in this generation except a means, in the best
case, to something good; but never, like virtue, considered as
good, as the good,--the object in itself. X dreams away in
twilight. Y is sliding into Puseyism. Z (the Evangelicals) go on
thrashing the old straw. I wish it were otherwise; but I love
England, with all her faults. I write to you, now only to you, all
I think. All the errors and blunders which make the Puseyites a
stumbling-block to so many,--the rock on which they split is no
other than what Rome split upon, self-righteousness, out of want
of understanding justification by faith, and hovering about the
unholy and blasphemous idea of atoning for our sins, because they
feel not, understand not, indeed, believe not, _the Atonement_,
and therefore enjoy not the glorious privileges of the children of
God,--the blessed duty of the sacrifice of thanksgiving through Him
who atoned for them. Therefore no sacrifice,--therefore no
Christian priesthood,--no Church. By our fathers these ideas were
fundamentally acknowledged; they were in abeyance in the worship
of the Church, but not on the domestic altar and in the hymns of
the spirit. With the Puseyites, as with the Romanists, these ideas
are cut off at the roots. O when will the Word of God be brought
up against them? What a state this country is in! The land of
liberty rushing into the worst slavery, the veriest thralldom!"

To many people it might have seemed as if Bunsen during all this time was
too much absorbed in English interests, political, theological, and
social, that he had ceased to care for what was passing in h