have taken the plaster off her mouth, and given her
free respiration, I cannot see the sense of keeping
up the irritation about the claim to sit in Parliament.
Unopposed, the Catholic superstition may sink into
dust, with all its absurd ritual and solemnities.
Still it is an awful risk. The world is in fact
as silly as ever, and a good competence of nonsense
will always find believers."[50] That is the view of
a strong and rather unscrupulous politician—a
moss-trooper in politics—which Scott certainly
was. He was thinking evidently very little of
justice, almost entirely of the most effective means
of keeping the Kingdom, the Kingdom which he loved.
Had he understood—what none of the politicians
of that day understood—the strength of
the Church of Rome as the only consistent exponent
of the principle of Authority in religion, I believe
his opposition to Catholic emancipation would have
been as bitter as his opposition to Parliamentary
reform. But he took for granted that while only
“silly” persons believed in Rome, and
only “infidels” rejected an authoritative
creed altogether, it was quite easy by the exercise
of common sense, to find the true compromise between
reason and religious humility. Had Scott lived
through the religious controversies of our own days,
it seems not unlikely that with his vivid imagination,
his warm Conservatism, and his rather inadequate critical
powers, he might himself have become a Roman Catholic.
FOOTNOTES:
[Footnote 47: Lockhart’s Life of Scott,
ii. 328.]
[Footnote 48: Lockhart’s Life of Scott,
x. 47.]
[Footnote 49: Lockhart’s Life of Scott,
iii. 34.]
[Footnote 50: Ibid., ix. 305.]
CHAPTER XV.
SCOTT IN ADVERSITY.
With the year 1825 came a financial crisis, and Constable
began to tremble for his solvency. From the date
of his baronetcy Sir Walter had launched out into
a considerable increase of expenditure. He got
plans on a rather large scale in 1821 for the increase
of Abbotsford, which were all carried out. To
meet his expenses in this and other ways he received
Constable’s bills for “four unnamed works
of fiction,” of which he had not written a line,
but which came to exist in time, and were called Peveril
of the Peak, Quentin Durward, St. Ronan’s
Well, and Redgauntlet. Again, in the
very year before the crash, 1825, he married his eldest
son, the heir to the title, to a young lady who was
herself an heiress, Miss Jobson of Lochore, when Abbotsford
and its estates were settled, with the reserve of
10,000_l._, which Sir Walter took power to charge on
the property for purposes of business. Immediately
afterwards he purchased a captaincy in the King’s
Hussars for his son, which cost him 3500_l._ Nor were
the obligations he incurred on his own account, or