FROM A NEW ENGLAND HILLSIDE. 121 



men, the cardinal who was the great master 

 of statecraft in his time, whom Shakespeare 

 re-created for the English-speaking race, 

 Corruption wins not more than honesty. 



&quot; It is the spring of the year, and it is the 

 springtime of reform. It is not the har 

 vest, but it is the sowing. The blossoms 

 that open in this soft spring air are flowers 

 only, not yet fruit. But they are promises 

 of the summer, and the fruit is sure. They 

 are voluntary pledges of nature, and in its 

 benign administration in which seed-time 

 and harvest never fail, those pledges will 

 be completely fulfilled. The little twig of 

 Magna Charta has become the wide-spread 

 ing tree of English liberty. Our bud of 

 reform will become a system of honester 

 politics.&quot; 



And then as we rumbled through the other 

 wise silent streets, he and I, on the way to 

 our temporary abiding place in the hospi 

 table mansion of our good friend, whose 

 countenance so strongly reminds us of the 

 First Consul as well it may, the stars 

 beaming and the moon flooding our path 

 with its limpid light, softened and touched 

 and exhilarated by the loyalty, the affection, 

 the generous emotion which had been shown 

 him on every hand, and with the knowledge 



