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Biitish birth ought to cover him totally from all those penalties of indis- 
creet conduct in perilous times, which would await the same conduct if 
he happened to be what he simulated on convenient occasions. We hope, 
with Oliver Cromwell, that the name of Briton will be as dreaded over 
our world—i. e. the whole world—as the name of Roman was over theirs: 
but we hope it only for those who are Britons thoroughly. We agree 
with the Chinese, that those who forsake their country, to adopt the 
manners of foreigners, are dross of the earth, not perfectly worthy of the 
care of their native, or their adopted land. Our sympathy for Mr. Young 
subsided altogether, when we found him (p. 323) expressing himself 
quite “ satisfied with his sentence,” in order to get a few days earlier out 
of prison—and there was something very revolting to our feelings, when 
we found him describing himself (p. 253) as rearing his family in the 
Roman Catholic Religion, although in other parts of his work he 
describes the licentious enormities of the priests, and the power which 
their abominable invention of confession gives them for corrupting the 
females who are “ reared in the Roman Catholic Religion.” He, else- 
where (p. 291), is described as a Roman Catholic himself: We have, 
therefore, the right to consider him as a reluctant witness—a person who 
never would have said one word of the enormities which it was his 
hourly lot to witness, unless they had been the source, or supposed 
source, of some injury to himself. 
Without further preface, then, we extract the testimony of Mr. Young, 
a papist, “a good Roman Catholic,” (p. 291,) a gentleman who hears 
masses, and sermons, without end—who keeps Whitsuntide in popish 
mode—who, stating it (p. 4), that “no moral guarantee whatever can 
exist as to female honour, or female purity, in a state of society where, 
under the mask of religious duties, females of every class are committed 
to the contamination of such men as the Roman Catholic clergy; to the 
abominable farce of confession,” &c.—yet rears (proh pudor ! after such 
an avowal of what it must subject its votaries to, and puts the 
fact in a judicial paper) his family Roman Catholics ; from this unwilling 
witness, who twelve months ago would have been silent or panegyrical, 
on everything which he now denounces, we extract a few lights and 
shadows of popish life in Portugal. 
We take his commencement as a general sketch :— 
“ Having resided in Portugal, with little intermission, during the last twenty 
years ; having married a Portuguese lady, and lived in constant intercourse 
with persons of every class, both of the clergy and the laity, and being per- 
fectly acquainted with the Portuguese language, I feel myself qualified to 
form a more accurate estimate of the Portuguese character and habits, and of 
the overwhelming influence of the clergy, than any native Portuguese, whose 
religious scruples and observances preclude him altogether from investigating 
the principles or the conduct of those who are appointed his spiritual direc- 
ore, and of whose infallibility it is almost sacrilege to entertain the slightest 
oubt. 
“ So great, so universal, is this debasement of the human mind, under the 
discipline of the Romish Church in Portugal, that men of the most cultivated 
minds, in other respects, entertain an absolute dread of any inquiry into the 
moral character of their clergy... This feeling approaches more nearly to that 
awe and reverence with which the pious man contemplates the character or 
attributes of the Deity, than to the disposition with which we discuss a ques~ 
tion of merely human interest. 
“ Tt is difficult to explain this morbid reverence for men whose moral cha- 
racters are frequently stained with the commission of almost every vice, and the 
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