PEEL.--Why, then, candidly, to keep my place as long as I can--

STATUE.--Undoubtedly; that is the first duty of every patriotic minister!

But the means, Bob?

PEEL--Oh! Cant--cant--nothing but cant! I shall talk of my feeling for the

wants of the people, while I pick their pockets; bestow my pity upon the

manufacturers, while I tax the bread that feeds their starving families;

and proclaim my sympathy with the farmers, while I help the arrogant

landlords to grind them into the dust.

STATUE.--Ah! I perceive yon understand the true principles of legislation.

Now, _I_ once really felt what you only feign. In my time, I attempted to

carry out my ideas of amelioration, and wanted to improve the moral and

physical condition of the people, but--

PEEL.--You failed. Few gave you credit for purely patriotic motives--and

still fewer believed you to be sincere in your professions. Now, _my_ plan

is much easier, and safer. Give the people fair promises--they don't cost

much--but nothing besides promises; the moment you attempt to realise the

hopes you have raised, that moment you raise a host of enemies against

yourself.

STATUE.--But if you make promises, the nation will demand a fulfilment of

them.

PEEL.--I have an answer ready for all comers--"Wait awhile!" 'Tis a famous

soother for all impatient grumblers. It kept the Whigs in office for ten

years, and I see no reason why it should not serve our turn as long.

Depend upon it, "Wait awhile" is the great secret of Government.

STATUE.--Ah! I believe you are right. I now see that I was only a novice

in the trade of politics. By the bye, Bob, I don't at all like my

situation here; 'tis really very uncomfortable to be exposed to all

weathers--scorched in summer, and frost-nipped in winter. Though I am only

a statue, I feel that I ought to be protected.

PEEL.--Undoubtedly, my dear sir. What can I do for you?

STATUE.--Why, I want to get into the Abbey, St. Paul's, or Drury Lane.

Anywhere out of the open air.

PEEL.--Say no more--it shall be done. I am only too happy to have it in my

power to serve the statue of a man to whom his country is so deeply

indebted.

STATUE.--But _when_ shall it be done, Bob? To-morrow?

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