69 142 5 --
1870 14 -- --
1872 112 3 2
1873 96 1 7
1874 39 2 8
1875 6 -- 5
1878 1 -- --]

[Footnote 98: 'Liberalism,' January 1862.]

[Footnote 99: Mr. Charles Buxton was the first chairman, but resigned
because he thought a prosecution of Governor Eyre inexpedient, though
not unjust. See J. S. Mill's _Autobiography_, pp. 296-299.]

[Footnote 100: It is substantially given in his _History of the Criminal
Law_ (1883), i. 207-216.]

[Footnote 101: _Nuncomar and Impey_, ii. 271.]

CHAPTER IV

_INDIA_

I. PERSONAL HISTORY

Fitzjames reached Calcutta upon December 12, 1869. Henry Cunningham had
made the long journey from Lahore to pay him a few days' visit. The
whole time was devoted to an outpour of talk productive of boundless
satisfaction to one--I suppose that I may say to both--of them.
Fitzjames stayed in India until the middle of April 1872, and his
absence from England, including the homeward and outward journeys,
lasted for two years and a half. They were in some ways the most
important years of his life; but they were monotonous enough in external
incidents. I may briefly say that his wife joined him at Calcutta in the
beginning of March 1870, and accompanied him to Simla. They diverged to
pay a visit on the way to the Cunninghams at Lahore. They stayed at
Simla till the end of October, where, for five or six weeks in May and
June, Fitzjames was laid up with a sharp attack of fever. This was his
only illness in India, and the only interruption to work of more than a
day or two's duration. On his return to Calcutta he visited Delhi,
whence his wife returned to England for the winter. In April 1871 he
went again to Simla, and on the way thither was rejoined at Allahabad by
his wife. In the following November she returned to England, while he
remained to spend the winter of 1871-2 in Calcutta and finish his
official work.

He started in the best of health and in a sanguine frame of mind. He
wrote his first letter to his mother from Boulogne (Nov. 9, 1869). 'I
cannot tell you,' he says, 'how perfectly happy I feel in all my
prospects. I never was more sure in my life of being right.... A whole
ocean of small cares and worries has taken flight, and I can let my mind