CHAPTER XIX. 



MILITARISM THE CUKSE OF CIVILIZATION. 



1. CRIME AND PUNISHMENT. 



They love the most who are forgiven most; 

 And when right reason slowly dawns once more 

 On the wild madness of a moral fiend 

 Our brother still and God's beloved child- 

 There comes a mighty gush of gratitude, 

 Thawing the hoar-frost of a life of crime, 

 Breaking the icy barriers of self-love, 

 While all the loosened rivers of the soul 

 Spring from their fountains radiant in the light. 



T. L. Harris. 



The vilest deeds, like poison weeds, 



Bloom well in prison air; 

 It is only what is good in Man 



That wastes and withers there; 

 Pale Anguish keeps the heavy gate, 



And the Warder is Despair. 



The Ballad of Reading Jail. 



THE first half of the century produced much good 

 work that has not been further developed, many bright 

 promises that have not been fulfilled. The great ameli- 

 oration of the criminal law, by the exertions of Sir 

 Samuel Romilly, Sir James Mackintosh, and other re- 

 formers, have not been succeeded by any corresponding 

 reform of our system of punishment as a whole, which 

 still remains thoroughly inhuman and unjust, and op- 

 posed to all the admitted principles by which punishment 

 among a civilized people should be regulated. At the 



