and as a member of the Superior Court, he administered the law, in the main, satisfactorily.  He had been Chief Justice for nine years, and for eleven years the Lieutenant-Governor.  He had also prepared two volumes of his History, which, though rough in narrative, is a valuable authority, and his volume of “Collections” was now announced.  His fame at the beginning of the Revolutionary controversy was at its zenith; for, according to John Adams, “he had been admired, revered, rewarded, and almost adored; and the idea was common that he was the greatest and best man in America.”  He was now, and had been for years, the master-spirit of the Loyalist party.  It Is an anomaly that he should have attained to this position.  He had had practical experience, as a merchant, of the intolerable injustice of the old mercantile system, and yet he sided with its friends; he had dealt, as a politician, to a greater degree than most men, with the rights and privileges which the people prized, conceded that they had made no ill use of them, and yet urged that they ought to be abridged; as a patriot, when he loved his native land wisely, he remonstrated against the imposition of the Stamp Tax, and yet he grew into one of the sturdiest of the defenders of the supremacy of Parliament in all cases whatsoever.  He exhibited the usual characteristics of public men who from unworthy considerations change their principles and desert their party.  No man urged a more arbitrary course; no man passed more discreditable judgments on his patriot contemporaries; and if in that way he won the smiles of the court which he was swift to serve, he earned the hatred of the land which he professed to love.  The more his political career is studied, the greater will be the wonder that one who was reared on republican soil, and had antecedents so honorable, should have become so complete an exponent of arbitrary power.

Hutchinson was not so blinded by party-spirit or love of money or of place as not to see the living realities of his time; for he wrote that a thirst for liberty seemed to be the ruling passion, not only of America, but of the age, and that a mighty empire was rising on this continent, the progress of which would be a theme for speculative and ingenious minds in distant ages.  It was the vision of the cold and clear intellect, distrusting the march of events and the capacity and intelligence of the people, he had no heart to admire, he had not even the justice to recognize, the greatness that was making an immortal record,—­the sublime faith, the divine enthusiasm, the dauntless resolve, the priceless consciousness of being in the right, that were the life and inspiration of the lovers of freedom.  He conceded, however, that the body of the people were honest, but acted on the belief, inspired by wrong-headed leaders, that their liberties were in danger; and while, with the calculation of the man of the world, he dreaded, and endeavored to stem, still, with a statesman’s foresight, he