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to be. And much the same might be said of that 

 most quack-loving and credulous folk ' the lawyers.' 

 In this connection might it be asked, whether much 

 might not be learnt as to the early, undeveloped, 

 immature states of the human mind, by those unable 

 to take, or about to undergo a distant course of 

 travel, by a season of study at the Idiots' Asylum at 

 Earlswood, or similar institution, where the youthful 

 missionary might ' compare souls,' and the newly- 

 appointed Colonial Governor, or British Naval Com- 

 mander, particularly if strictly Evangelical, not with- 

 out advantage mark how the crafty, knavish brutality 

 of the lower Negro or Solomon Islander should 

 be treated, and calculate their chances of raising 

 bim to a much higher level than he now holds ? 

 After that, they might have a turn or two at Colney 

 Hatch, to enable them to get their brains en rapport 

 with those of the educated higher brown races, 

 particularly the mild Hindu, in his chimney-pot-hat- 

 and-patent-leather-boot state of development ; end- 

 ing very possibly by a longer opportunity than they 

 cared about of studying the whole question at 

 Hanwell itself, if they determined thoroughly to 

 master the highest forms of modern civilised 

 thought. 



Many, many years ago, long before the colonist 

 was invented, Manning, a gentleman of, I believe, 

 good north-Irish blood, as good as any and better, 

 found himself in New Zealand. I say ' found him- 

 self advisedly, for when he started I verily believe 



