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for his country. In so laboriously seeking others’ good, it might
be said that he found his own—not wealth, for his generosity
seriously impaired his private fortune, but happiness, and self-satisfaction, and the peace that passes knowledge. A great
patriot, with magnificent powers of work, he nobly did his duty to
his country; yet he was not neglectful of his own household and
home. His sons and daughters grew up to honour and usefulness; and
it was one of the proudest things Sir John could say, when verging
on his eightieth year, that he had lived to see seven sons grown
up, not one of whom had incurred a debt he could not pay, or caused
him a sorrow that could have been avoided.
“For who can always act? but he,
To whom a thousand memories call,
Not being less but more than all
The gentleness he seemed to be,
But seemed the thing he was, and joined
Each office of the social hour
To noble manners, as the flower
And native growth of noble mind;
And thus he bore without abuse
The grand old name of Gentleman.”—Tennyson.
“Es bildet ein Talent sich in der Stille,
Sich ein Charakter in dem Strom der Welt.”—Goethe.
“That which raises a country, that which strengthens a country, and
that which dignifies a country,—that which spreads her power,
creates her moral influence, and makes her respected and submitted
to, bends the hearts of millions, and bows down the pride of
nations to her—the instrument of obedience, the fountain of
supremacy, the true throne, crown, and sceptre of a nation;—this
aristocracy is not an aristocracy of blood, not an aristocracy of
fashion, not an aristocracy of talent only; it is an aristocracy of
Character. That is the true heraldry of man.”—The Times.
The crown and glory of life is Character. It is the noblest
possession of a man, constituting a rank in itself, and an estate
in the general goodwill; dignifying every station, and exalting
every position in society. It exercises a greater power than
wealth, and secures all the honour without the jealousies of fame.
It carries with it an influence which always tells; for it is the
result of proved honour, rectitude, and consistency—qualities
which, perhaps more than any other, command the general confidence
and respect of mankind.
Character is human nature in its best form. It is moral order
embodied in the individual. Men of character are not only the
conscience of society, but in every well-governed State they are
its best motive power; for it is moral qualities in the main which
rule the world. Even in war, Napoleon said the moral is to the
physical as ten to one. The strength, the industry, and the
civilisation of nations—all depend upon individual character; and
the very foundations of civil security rest upon it. Laws and
institutions are but its outgrowth. In the just balance of nature,
individuals, nations, and races, will obtain just so much as they
deserve, and no more. And as effect finds its cause, so surely
does quality of character amongst a people produce its befitting
results.
Though a man have comparatively little culture, slender abilities,
and but small wealth, yet, if his character be of sterling worth,
he will always command an influence, whether it be in the workshop,
the counting-house, the mart, or the senate. Canning wisely wrote
in 1801, “My road must be through Character to power; I will try no
other course; and I am sanguine enough to believe that this course,
though not perhaps the quickest, is the surest.” You may admire
men of intellect; but something more is necessary before you will
trust them. Hence Lord John Russell once observed in a sentence
full of truth, “It is the nature of party in England to ask the
assistance of men of genius, but to follow the guidance of men of
character.” This was strikingly illustrated in the career of the
late Francis Horner—a man of whom Sydney Smith said that the Ten
Commandments were stamped upon his countenance. “The valuable and
peculiar light,” says Lord Cockburn, “in which his history is
calculated to inspire every right-minded youth, is this. He died
at the age of thirty-eight; possessed of greater public influence
than any other private man; and admired, beloved, trusted, and
deplored by all, except the heartless or the base. No greater
homage was ever paid in Parliament to any deceased member. Now let
every young man ask—how was this attained? By rank? He was the
son of an Edinburgh merchant. By wealth? Neither he, nor any of
his relations, ever had a superfluous sixpence. By office? He
held but one, and only for a few years, of no influence, and with
very little pay. By talents? His were not splendid, and he had no
genius. Cautious and slow, his only ambition was to be right. By
eloquence? He spoke in calm, good taste, without any of the
oratory that either terrifies or seduces. By any fascination of
manner? His was only correct and agreeable. By what, then, was
it? Merely by sense, industry, good principles, and a good heart—
qualities which no well-constituted mind need ever despair of
attaining. It was the force of his character that raised him; and
this character not impressed upon him by nature, but formed, out of
no peculiarly fine elements, by himself. There were many in the
House of Commons of far greater ability and eloquence. But no one
surpassed him in the combination of an adequate portion of these
with moral worth. Horner was born to show what moderate powers,
unaided by anything whatever except culture and goodness, may
achieve, even when these powers are displayed amidst the
competition and jealousy of public life.”
Franklin, also, attributed his success as a public man, not to his
talents or his powers of speaking—for these were but moderate—but
to his known integrity of character. Hence it was, he says, “that
I had so much weight with my fellow citizens. I was but a bad
speaker, never eloquent, subject to much hesitation in my choice of
words, hardly correct in language, and yet I generally carried my
point.” Character creates confidence in men in high station as
well as in humble life. It was said of the first Emperor Alexander
of Russia, that his personal character was equivalent to a
constitution. During the wars of the Fronde, Montaigne was the
only man amongst the French gentry who kept his castle gates
unbarred; and it was said of him, that his personal character was a
better protection for him than a regiment of horse would have been.
That character is power, is true in a much higher sense than that
knowledge is power. Mind without heart, intelligence without
conduct, cleverness without goodness, are powers in their way, but
they may be powers only for mischief. We may be instructed or
amused by them; but it is sometimes as difficult to admire them as
it would be to admire the dexterity of a pickpocket or the
horsemanship of a highwayman.
Truthfulness, integrity, and goodness—qualities that hang not on
any man’s breath—form the essence of manly character, or, as one
of our old writers has it, “that inbred loyalty unto Virtue which
can serve her without a livery.” He who possesses these qualities,
united with strength of purpose, carries with him a power which is
irresistible. He is strong to do good, strong to resist evil, and
strong to bear up under difficulty and misfortune. When Stephen of
Colonna fell into the hands of his base assailants, and they asked
him in derision, “Where is now your fortress?” “Here,” was his
bold reply, placing his hand upon his heart. It is in misfortune
that the character of the upright man shines forth with the
greatest lustre; and when all else fails, he takes stand upon his
integrity and his courage.
The rules of conduct followed by Lord Erskine—a man of sterling
independence of principle and scrupulous adherence to truth—are
worthy of being engraven on every young man’s heart. “It was a
first command and counsel of my earliest youth,” he said, “always
to do what my conscience told me to be a duty, and to leave the
consequence to God. I shall carry with me the memory, and I trust
the practice, of this parental lesson to the grave. I have
hitherto followed it, and I have no reason to complain that my
obedience to it has been a temporal sacrifice. I have found it, on
the contrary, the road to prosperity and wealth, and I shall point
out the same path to my children for their pursuit.”
Every man is bound to aim at the possession of a good character as
one of the highest objects of life. The very effort to secure it
by worthy means will furnish him with a motive for exertion; and
his idea of manhood, in proportion as it is elevated, will steady
and animate his motive. It is well to have a high standard of
life, even though we may not be able altogether to realize it.
“The youth,” says Mr. Disraeli, “who does not look up will look
down; and the spirit that does not soar is destined perhaps to
grovel.” George Herbert wisely writes,
“Pitch thy behaviour low, thy projects high,
So shall thou humble and magnanimous be.
Sink not in spirit; who aimeth at the sky
Shoots higher much than he that means a tree.”
He who has a high standard of living and thinking will certainly do
better than he who has none at all. “Pluck at a gown of gold,”
says the Scotch proverb, “and you may get a sleeve o’t.” Whoever
tries for the highest results cannot fail to reach a point far in
advance of that from which he started; and though the end attained
may fall short of that proposed, still, the very effort to rise, of
itself cannot fail to prove permanently beneficial.
There are many counterfeits of character, but the genuine article
is difficult to be mistaken. Some, knowing its money value, would
assume its disguise for the purpose of imposing upon the unwary.
Colonel Charteris said to a man distinguished for his honesty, “I
would give a thousand pounds for your good name.” “Why?” “Because
I could make ten thousand by it,” was the knave’s reply.
Integrity in word and deed is the backbone of character; and loyal
adherence to veracity its most prominent characteristic. One of
the finest testimonies to the character of the late Sir Robert Peel
was that borne by the Duke of Wellington in the House of Lords, a
few days after the great statesman’s death. “Your lordships,” he
said, “must all feel the high and honourable character of the late
Sir Robert Peel. I was long connected with him in public life. We
were both in the councils of our Sovereign together, and I had long
the honour to enjoy his private friendship. In all the course of
my acquaintance with him I never knew a man in whose truth and
justice I had greater confidence, or in whom I saw a more
invariable desire to promote the public service. In the whole
course of my communication with him, I never knew an instance in
which he did not show the strongest attachment to truth; and I
never saw in the whole course of my life the smallest reason for
suspecting that he stated anything which he did not firmly believe
to be the fact.” And this high-minded truthfulness of the
statesman was no doubt the secret of no small part of his influence
and power.
There is a truthfulness in action as well as in words, which is
essential to uprightness of character. A man must
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