by temper has its worst effects in the career of the
public man, who is always in danger of getting so
enthralled by his own words that he looks into facts
and questions not to get rectifying knowledge, but
to get evidence that will justify his actual attitude
which was assumed under an impulse dependent on something
else than knowledge. There has been plenty of
insistance on the evil of swearing by the words of
a master, and having the judgment uniformly controlled
by a “He said it;” but a much worse woe
to befall a man is to have every judgment controlled
by an “I said it”—to make a
divinity of his own short-sightedness or passion-led
aberration and explain the world in its honour.
There is hardly a more pitiable degradation than this
for a man of high gifts. Hence I cannot join
with those who wish that Touchwood, being young enough
to enter on public life, should get elected for Parliament
and use his excellent abilities to serve his country
in that conspicuous manner. For hitherto, in
the less momentous incidents of private life, his
capricious temper has only produced the minor evil
of inconsistency, and he is even greatly at ease in
contradicting himself, provided he can contradict
you, and disappoint any smiling expectation you may
have shown that the impressions you are uttering are
likely to meet with his sympathy, considering that
the day before he himself gave you the example which
your mind is following. He is at least free from
those fetters of self-justification which are the
curse of parliamentary speaking, and what I rather
desire for him is that he should produce the great
book which he is generally pronounced capable of writing,
and put his best self imperturbably on record for
the advantage of society; because I should then have
steady ground for bearing with his diurnal incalculableness,
and could fix my gratitude as by a strong staple to
that unvarying monumental service. Unhappily,
Touchwood’s great powers have been only so far
manifested as to be believed in, not demonstrated.
Everybody rates them highly, and thinks that whatever
he chose to do would be done in a first-rate manner.
Is it his love of disappointing complacent expectancy
which has gone so far as to keep up this lamentable
negation, and made him resolve not to write the comprehensive
work which he would have written if nobody had expected
it of him?
One can see that if Touchwood were to become a public
man and take to frequent speaking on platforms or
from his seat in the House, it would hardly be possible
for him to maintain much integrity of opinion, or to
avoid courses of partisanship which a healthy public
sentiment would stamp with discredit. Say that
he were endowed with the purest honesty, it would
inevitably be dragged captive by this mysterious, Protean
bad temper. There would be the fatal public necessity
of justifying oratorical Temper which had got on its
legs in its bitter mood and made insulting imputations,
or of keeping up some decent show of consistency with
opinions vented out of Temper’s contradictoriness.
And words would have to be followed up by acts of
adhesion.