business of putting down the bread-tax. There is something in this; and yet Wellington did far more to put down Bonaparte than Cobden did to put down the bread-tax. In answer to Mr. Cobden's "forty thousand British troops" argument, did Mr. Cobden never hear that his hero Bonaparte said that there were only two kinds of troops—good and bad; and that there were no troops in Italy, save the Sardinians, that could stand fire; that they fled like wild ducks at the first volley. Mr. Cobden writes as if he had completely approfondi the philosophy of courage and cowardice. I do not presume to say that I know very much of what is meant by standing fire; but a friend of mine who was on Sir De Lacy Evans's staff at the battle of the Alma, where he was knocked off his horse by a splinter of a shell, and at the battle of Inkermann was on the staff of
brotherly love does not shine very bright. In the oldest family on record brotherly love is represented by Cain. And in Sybil (usually spelt Sibyl) it is represented by Lord Mamey. Burns says, that Tam o' Shanter loved Sonter Johnny like a "vera brither;" and the reason he assigns for this brotherly love is that Tam and Johnny had been "fou for weeks thegither," that is, that they had been drunk for weeks together.
