the Chief Justice acted unconstitutionally in continuing in the
Cabinet whilst he held the Judicial office, and that, admitted to the
friendship and confidence of his sovereign, he did not scruple to
exercise power without official responsibility, we have confessed to the
most serious offenses with which he is chargeable. It is not, however, to
dwell upon these blemishes of true greatness, or to indulge in idle
panegyric, that we have occupied so large a portion of valuable space,
and intermixed with the living doings of today one striking record of the
buried past. The life of Lord Mansfield is nothing to us if it yields no
profitable instruction and contains no element of usefulness for the
generation to whom our labors are addressed. Is it wholly unnecessary to
place at this moment before the bar of England so noble a model for
imitation so sublime an ideal for serious contemplation as that offered
in the person of the Earl of Mansfield? Is it impertinent to warn our
lawyers, that, without confirmed habits of industry, temperance,
self-subjugation, unsullied honor, vast knowledge, enlightened and lofty
views of their difficult yet fascinating profession, and a love of the
eternal principles of truth and justice, incompatible with meanness and
degrading practice, true eminence is impossible, and imperishable renown
not to be obtained? Never, at any other period of our history, has it
been so necessary to urge upon the students of the law the example of
their worthiest predecessors. The tendency of the age is to lower, not to
elevate, the standard set up by our ancestors for the attainment of
preeminence. That our giants may not be stunted in their growth--that the
legal stock may not hopelessly degenerate--Chief Justice Campbell does
well to impress upon his brethren the patient and laborious course--the
high and admirable qualities--by which Chief Justice Mansfield secured
his greatness and his fame.

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[From Blackwood's Magazine.]

MY NOVEL;
OR, VARIETIES IN ENGLISH LIFE.

BY PISISTRATUS CAXTON.

BOOK 1.--INITIAL CHAPTER; SHOWING HOW MY NOVEL CAME TO BE WRITTEN.

SCENE, _The Hall in Uncle Roland's Tower_. TIME,_Night_--SEASON,
_Winter_.

Mr. Caxton is seated before a great geographical globe, which he is
turning round leisurely, and "for his own recreation," as, according to
Sir Thomas Browne, a philosopher should turn round the orb, of which that
globe professe