is picturesque, and OLD MORALITY's figure lends itself to it with
peculiar grace and fitness.

"I fancy WELLINGTON wore spurs," the Lord Warden persisted.

Yes, I point out; but PITT didn't, nor did PALMERSTON. Anyhow just
as well not to begin with spurs. Might in time grow up to them, as
it were.

Wanted the Lord Warden to enter House in his uniform: sadly in need
of sensation. One would certainly be provided if Old MORALITY were
discovered sitting on Treasury Bench in his present costume.

"No," he said, "they would think I was going to move or second the
Address. Should like to get used to the clothes a little before
appearing in them in public places."

So go back to House myself, leaving the Lord Warden marching up and
down, making believe he is on the ramparts at Walmer. Oddly enough,
when I arrive Windbag SEXTON making a speech, the few Members present
talking about Old MORALITY's promotion. A dangerous epoch in a man's
life. People apt just then to discover all kinds of shortcomings, and
reasons why the promotion should have fallen elsewhere. But no one
grudges OLD MORALITY this high and ancient honour; a fresh chapter in
the pleasant story of "Mr. SMITH," a new "Part of His Life." For five
years he has sat on the Treasury Bench in succession to DISRAELI and
GLADSTONE; now he will answer for the safety of the Cinque Ports in
succession to PITT and WELLINGTON, DALHOUSIE and PALMERSTON. _Business
done_.--OLD MORALITY made Lord Warden of the Cinque Ports.