CHAPTER I.

"My dear Dunshunner," said my friend Robert M'Corkindale as he entered my

apartments one fine morning in June last, "do you happen to have seen the

share-list? Things are looking in Liverpool as black as thunder. The

bullion is all going out of the country, and the banks are refusing to

discount."

Bob M'Corkindale might very safely have kept his information to himself. I

was, to say the truth, most painfully aware of the facts which he

unfeelingly obtruded upon my notice. Six weeks before, in the full

confidence that the panic was subsiding, I had recklessly invested my

whole capital in the shares of a certain railway company, which for the

present shall be nameless; and each successive circular from my broker

conveyed the doleful intelligence that the stock was going down to Erebus.

Under these circumstances I certainly felt very far from being

comfortable. I could not sell out except at a ruinous loss; and I could

not well afford to hold on for any length of time, unless there was a

reasonable prospect of a speedy amendment of the market. Let me confess

it--I had of late come out rather too strong. When a man has made money

easily, he is somewhat prone to launch into expense, and to presume too

largely upon his credit. I had been idiot enough to make my _debut_ in the

sporting world--had started a couple of horses upon the verdant turf of

Paisley--and, as a matter of course, was remorselessly sold by my

advisers. These and some other minor amusements had preyed deleteriously

upon my purse. In fact, I had not the ready; and as every tradesman

throughout Glasgow was quaking in his shoes at the panic, and

inconveniently eager to realise, I began to feel the reverse of

comfortable, and was shy of showing myself in Buchanan Street. Several

documents of a suspicious appearance--owing to the beastly practice of

wafering, which is still adhered to by a certain class of

correspondents--were lying upon my table at the moment when Bob entered. I

could see that the villain comprehended their nature at a glance; but

there was no use in attempting to mystify him. The Political Economist

was, as I was well aware, in very much the same predicament as myself.

"To tell you the truth, M'Corkindale, I have not opened a share-list for a

week. The faces of some of our friends are quite long enough to serve as a

tolerable exponent of the market; and I saw Grabbie pass about five

minutes ago with a yard of misery in his visage. But what's the news?"

"Every thing that is bad! Total stoppage expected in a week, and the mills

already put upon short time."

"You don't say so!"

"It is a fact. Dunshunner, this infernal tampering with the currency will

be the ruin of every mother's son of us!"--and here Bob, in a fit of

indignant enthusiasm, commenced a vivid harangue upon the principles of

contraction and expansion, bullion, the metallic standard, and the bank

reserves, which no doubt was extremely sound, but which I shall not

recapitulate to the reader.

"That's all very well, Bob," said I--"very good in theory, but we should

confine ourselves at present to practice. The main question seems to me to

be this. How are we to get out of our present fix? I presume you are not

at present afflicted with a remarkable plethory of cash?"

"Every farthing I have in the world is locked up in a falling line."

"Any debts?"

"Not many; but quite enough to make me meditate a temporary retirement to

Boulogne."

"I believe you are better off than I am. I not only owe money, but am

terribly bothered about some bills."

"That's awkward. Would it not be advisable to bolt?"

"I don't think so. You used to tell me, Bob, that credit was the next best

thing to capital. Now, I don't despair of redeeming my capital yet, if I

can only keep up my credit."

"Right, undoubtedly, as you generally are. Do you know, Dunshunner, you

deserve credit for your notions on political economy. But how is that to

be done? Every body is realising; the banks won't discount; and when your

bills become due, they will be, to a dead certainty, protested."

"Well--and what then?"

"_Squalor carceris_, etcetera."

"Hum--an unpleasant alternative, certainly. Come, Bob I put your wits to

work. You used to be a capital hand for devices, and there must be some

way or other of steering clear. Time is all we want."

"Ay, to be sure--time is the great thing. It would be very unpleasant to

look out on the world through a grating during the summer months!"

"I perspire at the bare idea!"

"Not a soul in town--all your friends away in the Highlands boating, or

fishing, or shooting grouse--and you pent up in a stifling apartment of

eight feet square, with nobody to talk to save the turnkey, and no

prospect from the window, except a deserted gooseberry stall!"

"O Bob, don't talk in that way! You make me perfectly miserable."

"And all this for a ministerial currency crotchet? 'Pon my soul, it's too

bad! I wish those fellows in Parliament----"

"Well? Go on."

"By Jove! I've an idea at last!"

"You don't say so! My dear Bob--out with it!"

"Dunshunner, are you a man of pluck?"

"I should think I am."

"And ready to go the whole hog, if required?"

"The entire animal."

"Then I'll tell you what it is--the elections will be on immediately--and,

by St Andrew, we'll put you up for Parliament!"

"Me!"

"You. Why not? There are hundreds of men there quite as hard up, and not

half so clever as yourself."

"And what good would that do me?"

"Don't you see? You need not care a farthing about your debts then, for

the personal liberty of a member of the House of Commons is sacred. You

can fire away right and left at the currency; and who knows, if you play

your cards well, but you may get a comfortable place?"

"Well, you _are_ a genius, Bob! But then, what sort of principles should I

profess?"

"That is a matter which requires consideration. What are your own feelings

on the subject?"

"Perfect indifference. I am pledged to no party, and am free to exercise

my independent judgment."

"Of course, of course! We shall take care to stick all that into the

address; but you must positively come forward with some kind of tangible

political views. The currency will do for one point, but as to the others

I see a difficulty."

"Suppose I were to start as a Peelite?

"Something may be said in favour of that view; but, on the whole, I should

rather say not. That party may not look up for some little time, and then

the currency is a stumbling-block in the way. No, Dunshunner, I do not

think, upon my honour, that it would be wise for you to commit yourself in

that quarter at the present moment."

"Suppose I try the Protectionist dodge? One might come it very strong

against the foreigners, and in favour of native industry. Eh, Bob? What do

you say to that? It is an advantage to act with gentlemen."

"True; but at the same time, I see many objections. The principles of the

country party are not yet thoroughly understood by the people, and I

should like to have you start with at least popularity on your side."

"Radical, then? What do you think of Annual Parliaments, Universal

Suffrage, Vote by Ballot, and separation of Church and State?"

"I am clear against that. These views are not popular with the Electors,

and even the mob would entertain a strong suspicion that you were

humbugging them."

"What, then, on earth am I to do?"

"I will tell you. Come out as a pure and transparent Whig. In the present

position of parties, it is at least a safe course to pursue, and it is

always the readiest step to the possession of the loaves and the fishes."

"Bob, I don't like the Whigs!"

"No more do I. They are a bad lot; but they are _in_, and that is every

thing. Yes, Augustus," continued Bob solemnly, "there is nothing else for

it. You must start as a pure Whig, upon the Revolution principles of

sixteen hundred and eighty-eight."

"It would be a great relief to my mind, Bob, if you would tell me what

those principles really are?"

"I have not the remotest idea; but we have plenty time to look them up."

"Then, I suppose I must swallow the Dutchman and the Massacre of Glencoe?"

"Yes, and the Darien business into the bargain. These are the principles

of your party, and of course you are bound to subscribe."

"Well! you know best; but I'd rather do any thing else."

"Pooh! never fear; you and Whiggery will agree remarkably well. That

matter, then, we may consider as settled. The next point to be thought of

is the constituency."

"Ay, to be sure! what place am I to start for? I have got no interest, and

if I had any, there are no nomination burghs in Scotland."

"Aren't there? That's all you know, my fine fellow! Hark ye, Dunshunner,

more than half of the Scottish burghs are at this moment held by

nominees!"

"You amaze me, Bob! The thing is impossible! The Reform Bill, that great

charter of our liberties----"

"Bravo! There spoke the Whig! The Reform Bill, you think, put an end to

nomination? It did nothing of the kind, it merely transferred it. Did you

ever hear of such things as CLIQUES?"

"I have. But they are tremendously unpopular."

"Nevertheless, they hold the returning power. There is a Clique in almost

every town throughout Scotland, which loads the electors as quietly, but

as surely, as the blind man is conducted by his dog. These are modelled on

the true Venetian principles of secrecy and terrorism. They control the

whole constituency, put in the member, and in return monopolise the whole

patronage of the place. If you have the Clique with you, you are almost

sure of your election; if not, except in the larger towns, you have not a

shadow of success. Now, what I want to impress upon you is this, that

where-ever you go, be sure that you communicate with the Clique."

"But how am I to find it out?

"That is not always an easy matter, for nobody will acknowledge that they

belong to it. However, the thing is not impossible, and we shall certainly

make the experiment. Come, then, I suppose you agree with me, that it is

hopeless to attempt the larger towns?"

"Clearly. So far as I see, they are all provided already with candidates."

"And you may add, Cliques, Dunshunner. Well, then, let us search among

the smaller places. What would you think of a dash at the Stirling

District of Burghs?"

"Why, there are at least half-a-dozen candidates in the field."

"True, that would naturally lessen your chance. Depend upon it, some one

of them has already found the key to the Clique. But there's the

Dreepdaily District with nobody standing for it, except the Honourable

Paul Pozzlethwaite; and I question whether he knows himself the nature or

the texture of his politics. Really, Dunshunner, that's the very place for

you; and if we look sharp after it, I bet the long odds that you will

carry it in a canter."

"Do you really think so?

"I do indeed; and the sooner you start the better. Let me see. I know

Provost Binkie of Dreepdaily. He is a Railway bird, was an original

Glenmutchkin shareholder, and fortunately sold out at a premium. He is a

capital man to begin with, and I think will be favourable to you: besides,

Dreepdaily is in old Whig burgh. I am not so sure of Kittleweem. It is a

shade more respectable than Dreepdaily, and has always been rather

Conservative. The third burgh, Drouthielaw, is a nest of Radicalism; but I

think it may be won over, if we open the public-houses."

"But, about expenses, Bob--won't it be a serious matter?"

"Why, you must lay your account with spending some five or six hundred

pounds upon the nail; and I advise you to sell stock to that amount at

least. The remainder, should it cost you more, can stand over."

"Bob, five or six hundred pounds is a very serious sum!"

"Granted--but then look at the honour and the immunity you will enjoy.

Recollect that yours is an awkward predicament. If you don't get into

Parliament, I see nothing for it but a stoppage."

"That's true enough. Well--hang it, then, I will start!"

"There's a brave fellow! I should not in the least wonder to see you in

the Cabinet yet. The sooner you set about preparing your address the

better."

"What! without seeing Provost Binkie?"

"To be sure. What is the use of wading when you can plunge at once into

deep water? Besides, let me, tell you that you are a great deal more

likely to get credit when it is understood that you are an actual

candidate."

"There is something in that too. But I say, Bob--you really must help me

with the address. I am a bad hand at these things, and shall never be able

to tickle up the electors without your assistance."

"I'll do all I can. Just ring for a little sherry and water, and we'll set

to work. I make no doubt that, between us, we can polish off a plausible

placard."

Two hours afterwards, I forwarded through the post-office, a missive

addressed to the editor of the Dreepdaily Patriot, with the following

document enclosed. I am rather proud of it, as a manifesto of my political

principles.

"TO THE ELECTORS OF THE UNITED DISTRICT OF BURGHS OF DREEPDAILY,

DROUTHIELAW, AND KITTLEWEEM.

"GENTLEMEN,--I am induced, by a requisition, to which are appended the

signatures of a large majority of your influential and patriotic body, to

offer myself as a candidate for the high honour of your representation in

the ensuing session of Parliament. Had I consulted my own inclination, I

should have preferred the leisure of retirement and the pursuit of those

studies so congenial to my taste, to the more stormy and agitating of

politics. But a deep sense of public duty compels me to respond to your

call.

"My views upon most subjects are so well known to many of you, that a

lengthened explanation of them would probably be superfluous. Still,

however, it may be right and proper for me to explain generally what they

are.

"My principles are based upon the great and glorious Revolution settlement

of 1688, which, by abolishing, or at least superseding, hereditary right,

intrusted the guardianship of the crown to an enlightened oligarchy for

the protection of an unparticipating people. That oligarchy is now most

ably represented by her Majesty's present Ministers, to whom,

unhesitatingly and uncompromisingly, except upon a very few matters, I

give in my adhesion so long as they shall continue in office.

"Opposed to faction and an enemy to misrule, I am yet friendly to many

changes of a sweeping and organic character. Without relaxing the ties

which at present bind together church and state in harmonious coalition

and union, I would gradually confiscate the revenues of the one for the

increasing necessities of the other. I never would become a party to an

attack upon the House of Peers, so long as it remains subservient to the

will of the Commons; nor would I alter or extend the franchise, except

from cause shown, and the declared and universal wish of the non-electors.

"I highly approve of the policy which has been pursued towards Ireland,

and of further concessions to a deep-rooted system of agitation. I approve

of increased endowments to that much neglected country; and I applaud that

generosity which relieves it from all participation in the common burdens

of the state. Such a line of policy cannot fail to elevate the moral tone,

and to develop the internal resources of Ireland; and I never wish to see

the day when the Scotsman and the Irishman may, in so far as taxation is

concerned, be placed upon an equal footing. It appears to me a highly

equitable adjustment that the savings of the first should be appropriated

for the wants of the second.

"I am in favour of the centralising system, which, by drafting away the

wealth and talent of the provinces, must augment the importance of London.

I am strongly opposed to the maintenance of my local or Scottish

institutions, which can merely serve to foster a spirit of decayed

nationality; and I am of opinion that all boards and offices should be

transferred to England, with the exception of those connected with the

Dreepdaily district, which it is the bounden duty of the legislature to

protect and preserve.

"I am a friend to the spread of education, but hostile to any system by

means of which religion, especially Protestantism, may be taught.

"I am a supporter of free trade in all its branches. I cannot see any

reason for the protection of native industry, and am ready to support any

fundamental measure by means of which articles of foreign manufacture

maybe brought to compete in the home market with our own, without

restriction and without reciprocity. It has always appeared to me that our

imports are of far greater importance than our exports. I think that any

lowering of price which may be the result of such a commercial policy,

will be more than adequately compensated by a coercive measure which shall

compel the artisan to augment the period of his labour. I am against any

short hours' bill, and am of opinion that infant labour should be

stringently and universally enforced.

"With regard to the currency, I feel that I may safely leave that matter

in the hands of her Majesty's present Ministers, who have never shown any

indisposition to oppose themselves to the popular wish.

"These, gentlemen, are my sentiments; and I think that, upon

consideration, you will find them such as may entitle me to your cordial

support. I need not say how highly I shall value the trust, or how

zealously I shall endeavour to promote your local interests. These,

probably, can be best advanced by a cautious regard to my own.

"On any other topics I shall be happy to give you the fullest and most

satisfactory explanation. I shall merely add, as a summary of my opinions,

that while ready on the one hand to coerce labour, so as to stimulate

internal industry to the utmost, and to add largely to the amount of our

population; I am, upon the other, a friend to the liberty of the subject,

and to the promotion of such genial and sanatory measures as suit the

tendency of our enlightened age, the diffusion of universal philanthropy,

and the spread of popular opinion. I remain, GENTLEMEN, with the deepest

respect, your very obedient and humble servant,

"AUGUSTUS REGINALD DUNSHUNNER.

"_St Mirren's House,

"June, 1847_."

The editor of the Dreepdaily Patriot, wisely considering that this

advertisement was the mere prelude to many more, was kind enough to

dedicate a leading article to an exposition of my past services. I am not

a vain man; so that I shall not here reprint the panegyric passed upon

myself, or the ovation which my friend foresaw. Indeed, I am so far from

vain, that I really began to think, while perusing the columns of the

Patriot, that I had somewhat foolishly shut my eyes hitherto to the

greatness of that talent, and the brilliancy of those parts which were now

proclaimed to the world. Yes; it was quite clear that I had hitherto been

concealing my candle under a bushel--that I was cut out by nature for a

legislator--and that I was the very man for the Dreepdaily electors. Under

this conviction, I started upon my canvass, munimented with letters of

introduction from M'Corkindale, who, much against his inclination, was

compelled to remain at home.

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