Whileoccupiedwiththesereflections，aknockcameatthedoorofthestudy，andtheministersaid，"Comein！"—notwhollydevoidofanideathathemightbeholdanevilspirit。Andsohedid！ItwasoldRogerChillingworththatentered。Theministerstood，whiteandspeechless，withonehandontheHebrewScriptures，andtheotherspreaduponhisbreast。
　　"Welcomehome，reverendsir，"saidthephysician。"Andhowfoundyouthatgodlyman，theApostleEliot？Butmethinks，dearsir，youlookpale；asifthetravelthroughthewildernesshadbeentoosoreforyou。WillnotmyaidberequisitetoputyouinheartandstrengthtopreachyourElectionSermon？"
　　"Nay，Ithinknotso，"rejoinedtheReverendMr。Dimmesdale。"Myjourney，andthesightoftheholyApostleyonder，andthefreeairwhichIhavebreathed，havedonemegood，aftersolongconfinementinmystudy。Ithinktoneednomoreofyourdrugs，mykindphysician，goodthoughtheybe，andadministeredbyafriendlyhand。"
　　Allthistime，RogerChillingworthwaslookingattheministerwiththegraveandintentregardofaphysiciantowardshispatient。
　　But，inspiteofhisoutwardshow，thelatterwasalmostconvincedoftheoldman’sknowledge，or，atleast，hisconfidentsuspicion，withrespecttohisowninterviewwithHesterPrynne。Thephysicianknewthen，that，intheminister’sregard，hewasnolongeratrustedfriend，buthisbitterestenemy。Somuchbeingknown，itwouldappearnaturalthatapartofitshouldbeexpressed。Itissingular，however，howlongatimeoftenpassesbeforewordsembodythings；andwithwhatsecuritytwopersons，whochoosetoavoidacertainsubject，mayapproachitsveryverge，andretirewithoutdisturbingit。Thus，theministerfeltnoapprehensionthatRogerChillingworthwouldtouch，inexpresswords，upontherealpositionwhichtheysustainedtowardsoneanother。Yetdidthephysician，inhisdarkway，creepfrightfullynearthesecret。
　　"Wereitnotbetter，"saidhe，"thatyouusemypoorskillto—night？
　　Verily，dearsir，wemusttakepainstomakeyoustrongandvigorousforthisoccasionoftheElectiondiscourse。Thepeoplelookforgreatthingsfromyou；apprehendingthatanotheryearmaycomeabout，andfindtheirpastorgone。"
　　"Yea，toanotherworld，"repliedtheminister，withpiousresignation。"Heavengrantitbeabetterone；for，ingoodsooth，I
　　hardlythinktotarrywithmyflockthroughtheflittingseasonsofanotheryear！But，touchingyourmedicine，kindsir，inmypresentframeofbody，Ineeditnot。"
　　"Ijoytohearit，"answeredthephysician。"Itmaybethatmyremedies，solongadministeredinvain，beginnowtotakedueeffect。HappymanwereI，andwelldeservingofNewEngland’sgratitude，couldIachievethiscure！"
　　"Ithankyoufrommyheart，mostwatchfulfriend，"saidtheReverendMr。Dimmesdale，withasolemnsmile。"Ithankyou，andcanbutrequiteyourgooddeedswithmyprayers。"
　　"Agoodman’sprayersaregoldenrecompense！"rejoinedoldRogerChillingworth，ashetookhisleave。"Yea，theyarethecurrentgoldcoinoftheNewJerusalem，withtheKing’sownmint，markonthem！"
　　Leftalone，theministersummonedaservantofthehouse，andrequestedfood，which，beingsetbeforehim，heatewithravenousappetite。Then，flingingthealreadywrittenpagesoftheElectionSermonintothefire，heforthwithbegananother，whichhewrotewithsuchanimpulsiveflowofthoughtandemotion，thathefanciedhimselfinspired；andonlywonderedthatHeavenshouldseefittotransmitthegrandandsolemnmusicofitsoraclesthroughsofoulanorgan—pipeashe。However，leavingthatmysterytosolveitself，orgounsolvedforever，hedrovehistaskonward，withearnesthasteandecstasy。Thusthenightfledaway，asifitwerewingedsteed，andhecareeringonit；morningcame，andpeeped，blushing，throughthecurtains；andatlastsunrisethrewagoldenbeamintothestudyandlaiditrightacrosstheminister’sbedazzledeyes。Therehewas，withthepenstillbetweenhisfingers，andavastimmeasurabletractofwrittenspacebehindhim！
　　XXI。
　　THENEWENGLANDHOLIDAY。
　　BETIMESinthemorningofthedayonwhichthenewGovernorwastoreceivehisofficeatthehandsofthepeople，HesterPrynneandlittlePearlcameintothemarket—place。Itwasalreadythrongedwiththecraftsmenandotherplebeianinhabitantsofthetown，inconsiderablenumbers；amongwhom，likewise，weremanyroughfigures，whoseattireofdeer—skinsmarkedthemasbelongingtosomeoftheforestsettlements，whichsurroundedthelittlemetropolisofthecolony。
　　Onthispublicholiday，asonallotheroccasions，forsevenyearspast，Hesterwascladinagarmentofcoarsegreycloth。Notmorebyitshuethanbysomeindescribablepeculiarityinitsfashion，ithadtheeffectofmakingherfadepersonallyoutofsightandoutline；
　　while，again，thescarletletterbroughtherbackfromthistwilightindistinctness，andrevealedherunderthemoralaspectofitsownillumination。Herface，solongfamiliartothetownspeople，showedthemarblequietudewhichtheywereaccustomedtobeholdthere。Itwaslikeamask；or，rather，likethefrozencalmnessofadeadwoman’sfeatures；owingthisdrearyresemblancetothefactthatHesterwasactuallydead，inrespecttoanyclaimofsympathy，andhaddepartedoutoftheworldwithwhichshestillseemedtomingle。
　　Itmightbe，onthisoneday，thattherewasanexpressionunseenbefore，nor，indeed，vividenoughtobedetectednow；unlesssomepreternaturallygiftedobservershouldhavefirstreadtheheart，andhaveafterwardssoughtacorrespondingdevelopmentinthecountenanceandmien。Suchaspiritualseermighthaveconceived，that，aftersustainingthegazeofthemultitudethroughsevenmiserableyearsasanecessity，apenance，andsomethingwhichitwasasternreligiontoendure，shenow，foronelasttimemore，encountereditfreelyandvoluntarily，inordertoconvertwhathadsolongbeenagonyintoakindoftriumph。"Lookyourlastonthescarletletteranditswearer！"—thepeople’svictimandlife—longbond—slave，astheyfanciedher，mightsaytothem。"Yetalittlewhile，andshewillbebeyondyourreach！Afewhourslonger，andthedeep，mysteriousoceanwillquenchandhideforeverthesymbolwhichyehavecausedtoburnuponherbosom！"Norwereitaninconsistencytooimprobabletobeassignedtohumannature，shouldwesupposeafeelingofregretinHester’smind，atthemomentwhenshewasabouttowinherfreedomfromthepainwhichhadbeenthusdeeplyincorporatedwithherbeing。Mighttherenotbeanirresistibledesiretoquaffalast，long，breathlessdraughtofthecupofwormwoodandaloes，withwhichnearlyallheryearsofwomanhoodhadbeenperpetuallyflavoured？Thewineoflife，henceforthtobepresentedtoherlips，mustbeindeedrich，delicious，andexhilarating，initschasedandgoldenbeaker；orelseleaveaninevitableandwearylanguor，aftertheleesofbitternesswherewithshehadbeendrugged，aswithacordialofintensestpotency。
　　Pearlwasdeckedoutwithairygaiety。Itwouldhavebeenimpossibletoguessthatthisbrightandsunnyapparitionoweditsexistencetotheshapeofgloomygrey；orthatafancy，atoncesogorgeousandsodelicateasmusthavebeenrequisitetocontrivethechild’sapparel，wasthesamethathadachievedataskperhapsmoredifficult，inimpartingsodistinctapeculiaritytoHester’ssimplerobe。Thedress，soproperwasittolittlePearl，seemedaneffluence，orinevitabledevelopmentandoutwardmanifestationofhercharacter，nomoretobeseparatedfromherthanthemany—huedbrilliancyfromabutterfly’swing，orthepaintedgloryfromtheleafofabrightflower。Aswiththese，sowiththechild；hergarbwasallofoneideawithhernature。Onthiseventfulday，moreover，therewasacertainsingularinquietudeandexcitementinhermood，resemblingnothingsomuchastheshimmerofadiamond，thatsparklesandflasheswiththevariedthrobbingsofthebreastonwhichitisdisplayed。Childrenhavealwaysasympathyintheagitationsofthoseconnectedwiththem；
　　always，especially，asenseofanytroubleorimpendingrevolution，ofwhateverkind，indomesticcircumstances；andthereforePearl，whowasthegemonhermother’sunquietbosom，betrayed，bytheverydanceofherspirits，theemotionswhichnonecoulddetectinthemarblepassivenessofHester’sbrow。
　　Thiseffervescencemadeherflitwithabirdlikemovement，ratherthanwalkbyhermother’sside。Shebrokecontinuallyintoshoutsofawild，inarticulate，andsometimespiercingmusic。Whentheyreachedthemarket—place，shebecamestillmorerestless，onperceivingthestirandbustlethatenlivenedthespot；foritwasusuallymorelikethebroadandlonesomegreenbeforeavillagemeetinghouse，thanthecentreofatown’sbusiness。
　　"Why，whatisthis，mother？"criedshe。"Whereforehaveallthepeoplelefttheirworkto—day？Isitaplay—dayforthewholeworld？
　　See，thereistheblacksmith！Hehaswashedhissootyface，andputonhisSabbath—dayclothes，andlooksasifhewouldgladlybemerry，ifanykindbodywouldonlyteachhimhow！AndthereisMasterBrackett，theoldjailer，noddingandsmilingatme。Whydoeshedoso，mother？"
　　"Herememberstheealittlebabe，mychild，"answeredHester。
　　"Heshouldnotnodandsmileatmeforallthat—theblack，grim，ugly—eyedoldman！"saidPearl。"Hemaynodatthee，ifhewill；forthouartcladingrey，andwearestthescarletletter。Butsee，mother，howmanyfacesofstrangepeople，andIndiansamongthem，andsailors！Whathavetheyallcometodo，hereinthemarket—place？"
　　"Theywaittoseetheprocessionpass，"saidHester。"FortheGovernorandthemagistratesaretogoby，andtheministers，andallthegreatpeopleandgoodpeople，withthemusicandthesoldiersmarchingbeforethem。"
　　"Andwilltheministerbethere？"askedPearl。"Andwillheholdoutbothhishandstome，aswhenthouledstmetohimfromthebrook—side？"
　　"Hewillbethere，child，"answeredhermother。"Buthewillnotgreettheeto—day；normustthougreethim。"
　　"Whatastrange，sadmanishe！"saidthechild，asifspeakingpartlytoherself。"Inthedarknight—timehecallsustohim，andholdsthyhandandmine，aswhenwestoodwithhimonthescaffoldyonder！Andinthedeepforest，whereonlytheoldtreescanhear，andthestripofskyseeit，hetalkswiththee，sittingonaheapofmoss！Andhekissesmyforehead，too，sothatthelittlebrookwouldhardlywashitoff！Buthere，inthesunnyday，andamongallthepeople，heknowsusnot；normustweknowhim！Astrange，sadmanishe，withhishandalwaysoverhisheart！"
　　"Bequiet，Pearl！Thouunderstandestnotthesethings，"saidhermother。"Thinknotnowoftheminister，butlookaboutthee，andseehowcheeryiseverybody’sfaceto—day。Thechildrenhavecomefromtheirschools，andthegrownpeoplefromtheirworkshopsandtheirfields，onpurposetobehappy。For，to—day，anewmanisbeginningtoruleoverthem；andso—ashasbeenthecustomofmankindeversinceanationwasfirstgathered—theymakemerryandrejoice；asifagoodandgoldenyearwereatlengthtopassoverthepooroldworld！"
　　ItwasasHestersaid，inregardtotheunwontedjollitythatbrightenedthefacesofthepeople。Intothisfestalseasonoftheyear—asitalreadywas，andcontinuedtobeduringthegreaterpartoftwocenturies—thePuritanscompressedwhatevermirthandpublicjoytheydeemedallowabletohumaninfirmity；therebysofardispellingthecustomarycloud，that，forthespaceofasingleholiday，theyappearedscarcelymoregravethanmostothercommunitiesataperiodofgeneralaffliction。
　　Butweperhapsexaggeratethegreyorsabletinge，whichundoubtedlycharacterisedthemoodandmannersoftheage。Thepersonsnowinthemarket—placeofBostonhadnotbeenborntoaninheritanceofPuritanicgloom。TheywerenativeEnglishmen，whosefathershadlivedinthesunnyrichnessoftheElizabethanepoch；atimewhenthelifeofEngland，viewedasonegreatmass，wouldappeartohavebeenasstately，magnificent，andjoyous，astheworldhaseverwitnessed。Hadtheyfollowedtheirhereditarytaste，theNewEnglandsettlerswouldhaveillustratedalleventsofpublicimportancebybonfires，banquets，pageantries，andprocessions。Norwouldithavebeenimpracticable，intheobservanceofmajesticceremonies，tocombinemirthfulrecreationwithsolemnity，andgive，asitwere，agrotesqueandbrilliantembroiderytothegreatrobeofstate，whichanation，atsuchfestivals，putson。Therewassomeshadowofanattemptofthiskindinthemodeofcelebratingthedayonwhichthepoliticalyearofthecolonycommenced。Thedimreflectionofarememberedsplendour，acolourlessandmanifolddilutedrepetitionofwhattheyhadbeheldinproudoldLondon—wewillnotsayataroyalcoronation，butataLordMayor’sshow—mightbetracedinthecustomswhichourforefathersinstituted，withreferencetotheannualinstallationofmagistrates。Thefathersandfoundersofthecommonwealth—thestatesman，thepriest，andthesoldier—deemeditadutythentoassumetheoutwardstateandmajesty，which，inaccordancewithantiquestyle，waslookeduponasthepropergarbofpublicorsocialeminence。Allcameforthtomoveinprocessionbeforethepeople’seye，andthusimpartaneededdignitytothesimpleframeworkofagovernmentsonewlyconstructed。
　　Then，too，thepeoplewerecountenanced，ifnotencouraged，inrelaxingthesevereandcloseapplicationtotheirvariousmodesofruggedindustry，which，atallothertimes，seemedofthesamepieceandmaterialwiththeirreligion。Here，itistrue，werenoneoftheapplianceswhichpopularmerrimentwouldsoreadilyhavefoundintheEnglandofElizabeth’stime，orthatofJames—norudeshowsofatheatricalkind；nominstrel，withhisharpandlegendaryballad，norgleeman，withanapedancingtohismusic；nojuggler，withhistricksofmimicwitchcraft；noMerryAndrew，tostirupthemultitudewithjests，perhapshundredsofyearsold，butstilleffective，bytheirappealstotheverybroadestsourcesofmirthfulsympathy。Allsuchprofessorsoftheseveralbranchesofjocularitywouldhavebeensternlyrepressed，notonlybytherigiddisciplineoflaw，butbythegeneralsentimentwhichgiveslawitsvitality。Nottheless，however，thegreat，honestfaceofthepeoplesmiled—
　　grimly，perhaps，butwidelytoo。Norweresportswanting，suchasthecolonistshadwitnessed，andsharedin，longago，atthecountryfairsandonthevillage—greensofEngland；andwhichitwasthoughtwelltokeepaliveonthisnewsoil，forthesakeofthecourageandmanlinessthatwereessentialinthem。Wrestling—matches，inthedifferentfashionsofCornwallandDevonshire，wereseenhereandthereaboutthemarket—place；inonecorner，therewasafriendlyboutatquarterstaff；and—whatattractedmostinterestofall—ontheplatformofthepillory，alreadysonotedinourpages，twomastersofdefencewerecommencinganexhibitionwiththebucklerandbroadsword。
　　But，muchtothedisappointmentofthecrowd，thislatterbusinesswasbrokenoffbytheinterpositionofthetownbeadle，whohadnoideaofpermittingthemajestyofthelawtobeviolatedbysuchanabuseofoneofitsconsecratedplaces。
　　Itmaynotbetoomuchtoaffirm，onthewhole（thepeoplebeingtheninthefirststagesofjoylessdeportment，andtheoffspringofsireswhohadknownhowtobemerry，intheirday），thattheywouldcomparefavourably，inpointofholidaykeeping，withtheirdescendants，evenatsolonganintervalasourselves。Theirimmediateposterity，thegenerationnexttotheearlyemigrants，woretheblackestshadeofPuritanism，andsodarkenedthenationalvisagewithit，thatallthesubsequentyearshavenotsufficedtoclearitup。Wehaveyettolearnagaintheforgottenartofgaiety。
　　Thepictureofhumanlifeinthemarket—place，thoughitsgeneraltintwasthesadgrey，brown，orblackoftheEnglishemigrants，wasyetenlivenedbysomediversityofhue。ApartyofIndians—intheirsavagefineryofcuriouslyembroidereddeer—skinrobes，wampum—belts，redandyellowochre，andfeathers，andarmedwiththebowandarrowandstone—headedspear—stoodapart，withcountenancesofinflexiblegravity，beyondwhateventhePuritanaspectcouldattain。Nor，wildaswerethesepaintedbarbarians，weretheythewildestfeatureofthescene。Thisdistinctioncouldmorejustlybeclaimedbysomemariners—apartofthecrewofthevesselfromtheSpanishMain—whohadcomeashoretoseethehumoursofElectionDay。Theywererough—lookingdesperadoes，withsun—blackenedfaces，andanimmensityofbeard；theirwide，shorttrouserswereconfinedaboutthewaistbybelts，oftenclaspedwitharoughplateofgold，andsustainingalwaysalongknife，and，insomeinstances，asword。
　　Frombeneaththeirbroad—brimmedhatsofpalm—leaf，gleamedeyeswhich，eveningood—natureandmerriment，hadakindofanimalferocity。Theytransgressed，withoutfearorscruple，therulesofbehaviourthatwerebindingonallothers；smokingtobaccounderthebeadle’sverynose，althougheachwhiffwouldhavecostatownsmanashilling；andquaffing，attheirpleasure，draughtsofwineoraqua—vitaefrompocket—flasks，whichtheyfreelytenderedtothegapingcrowdaroundthem。Itremarkablycharacterisedtheincompletemoralityoftheage，rigidaswecallit，thatalicensewasallowedtheseafaringclass，notmerelyfortheirfreaksonshore，butforfarmoredesperatedeedsontheirproperelement。Thesailorofthatdaywouldgoneartobearraignedasapirateinourown。Therecouldbelittledoubt，forinstance，thatthisveryship’screw，thoughnounfavourablespecimensofthenauticalbrotherhood，hadbeenguilty，asweshouldphraseit，ofdepredationsontheSpanishcommerce，suchaswouldhaveperilledalltheirnecksinamoderncourtofjustice。
　　Buttheseainthoseoldtimes，heaved，swelled，andfoamed，verymuchatitsownwill，orsubjectonlytothetempestuouswind，withhardlyanyattemptsatregulationbyhumanlaw。Thebuccaneeronthewavemightrelinquishhiscalling，andbecomeatonce，ifhechose，amanofprobityandpietyonland；nor，eveninthefullcareerofhisrecklesslife，washeregardedasapersonagewithwhomitwasdisreputabletotraffic，orcasuallyassociate。Thus，thePuritanelders，intheirblackcloaks，starchedbands，andsteeple—crownedhats，smilednotunbenignantlyattheclamourandrudedeportmentofthesejollyseafaringmen；anditexcitedneithersurprisenoranim—adversion，whensoreputableacitizenasoldRogerChillingworth，thephysician，wasseentoenterthemarket—place，incloseandfamiliartalkwiththecommanderofthequestionablevessel。
　　Thelatterwasbyfarthemostshowyandgallantfigure，sofarasapparelwent，anywheretobeseenamongthemultitude。Heworeaprofusionofribbonsonhisgarment，andgoldlaceonhishat，whichwasalsoencircledbyagoldchain，andsurmountedwithafeather。
　　Therewasaswordathisside，andasword—cutonhisforehead，which，bythearrangementofhishair，heseemedanxiousrathertodisplaythanhide。Alandsmancouldhardlyhavewornthisgarbandshownthisface，andwornandshownthembothwithsuchagalliardair，withoutundergoingsternquestionbeforeamagistrate，andprobablyincurringfineorimprisonment，orperhapsanexhibitioninthestocks。Asregardedtheshipmaster，however，allwaslookeduponaspertainingtothecharacter，astoafishhisglisteningscales。
　　Afterpartingfromthephysician，thecommanderoftheBristolshipstrolledidlythroughthemarket—place；until，happeningtoapproachthespotwhereHesterPrynnewasstanding，heappearedtorecognise，anddidnothesitatetoaddressher。AswasusuallythecasewhereverHesterstood，asmallvacantarea—asortofmagiccircle—hadformeditselfabouther，intowhich，thoughthepeoplewereelbowingoneanotheratalittledistance，noneventured，orfeltdisposedtointrude。Itwasaforcibletypeofthemoralsolitudeinwhichthescarletletterenvelopeditsfatedwearer；partlybyherownreserve，andpartlybytheinstinctive，thoughnolongersounkindly，withdrawalofherfellow—creatures。Now，ifneverbefore，itansweredagoodpurpose，byenablingHesterandtheseamantospeaktogetherwithouttheriskofbeingoverheard；andsochangedwasHesterPrynne’sreputebeforethepublic，thatthematronintownmosteminentforrigidmoralitycouldnothaveheldsuchintercoursewithlessresultofscandalthanherself。
　　"So，mistress，"saidthemariner，"Imustbidthestewardmakereadyonemoreberththanyoubargainedfor！Nofearofscurvyorship—fever，thisvoyage！Whatwiththeship’ssurgeonandthisotherdoctor，ouronlydangerwillbefromdrugorpill；morebytoken，asthereisalotofapothecary’sstuffaboard，whichItradedforwithaSpanishvessel。"
　　"Whatmeanyou？"inquiredHester，startledmorethanshepermittedtoappear。"Haveyouanotherpassenger？"
　　"Why，knowyounot，"criedtheshipmaster，"thatthisphysicianhere—Chillingworth，hecallshimself—ismindedtotrymycabin—farewithyou？Ay，ay，youmusthaveknownit；forhetellsmeheisofyourparty，andaclosefriendtothegentlemanyouspokeof—
　　hethatisinperilfromthesesouroldPuritanrulers！"
　　"Theyknoweachotherwell，indeed，"repliedHester，withamienofcalmness，thoughintheutmostconsternation。"Theyhavelongdwelttogether。"
　　NothingfurtherpassedbetweenthemarinerandHesterPrynne。But，atthatinstant，shebeheldoldRogerChillingworthhimself，standingintheremotestcornerofthemarket—place，andsmilingonher；asmilewhich—acrossthewideandbustlingsquare，andthroughallthetalkandlaughter，andvariousthoughts，moods，andinterestsofthecrowd—conveyedsecretandfearfulmeaning。
　　XXII。
　　THEPROCESSION。
　　BEFOREHesterPrynnecouldcalltogetherherthoughts，andconsiderwhatwaspracticabletobedoneinthisnewandstartlingaspectofaffairs，thesoundofmilitarymusicwasheardapproachingalongacontiguousstreet。Itdenotedtheadvanceoftheprocessionofmagistratesandcitizens，onitswaytowardsthemeeting—house；where，incompliancewithacustomthusearlyestablished，andeversinceobserved，theReverendMr。DimmesdalewastodeliveranElectionSermon。
　　Soontheheadoftheprocessionshoweditselfwithaslowandstatelymarch，turningacorner，andmakingitswayacrossthemarket—place。Firstcamethemusic。Itcomprisedavarietyofinstruments，perhapsimperfectlyadaptedtooneanother，andplayedwithnogreatskill；butyetattainingthegreatobjectforwhichtheharmonyofdrumandclarionaddressesitselftothemultitude—thatofimpartingahigherandmoreheroicairtothesceneoflifethatpassesbeforetheeye。LittlePearlatfirstclappedherhands，butthenlost，foraninstant，therestlessagitationthathadkeptherinacontinualeffervescencethroughoutthemorning；shegazedsilently，andseemedtobeborneupward，likeafloatingsea—bird，onthelongheavesandswellsofsound。Butshewasbroughtbacktoherformermoodbytheshimmerofthesunshineontheweaponsandbrightarmourofthemilitarycompany，whichfollowedafterthemusic，andformedthehonoraryescortoftheprocession。Thisbodyofsoldiery—whichstillsustainsacorporateexistence，andmarchesdownfrompastageswithanancientandhonourablefame—wascomposedofnomercenarymaterials。Itsrankswerefilledwithgentlemen，whofeltthestirringsofmartialimpulse，andsoughttoestablishakindofCollegeofArms，where，asinanassociationofKnightsTemplars，theymightlearnthescience，and，sofaraspeacefulexercisewouldteachthem，thepracticesofwar。Thehighestimationthenplaceduponthemilitarycharactermightbeseenintheloftyportofeachindividualmemberofthecompany。Someofthem，indeed，bytheirservicesintheLowCountriesandonotherfieldsofEuropeanwarfare，hadfairlywontheirtitletoassumethenameandpompofsoldiership。
　　Theentirearray，moreover，cladinburnishedsteel，andwithplumagenoddingovertheirbrightmorions，hadabrilliancyofeffectwhichnomoderndisplaycanaspiretoequal。
　　Andyetthemenofcivileminence，whocameimmediatelybehindthemilitaryescort，werebetterworthathoughtfulobserver’seye。Eveninoutwarddemeanour，theyshowedastampofmajestythatmadethewarrior’shaughtystridelookvulgar，ifnotabsurd。Itwasanagewhenwhatwecalltalenthadfarlessconsiderationthannow，butthemassivematerialswhichproducestabilityanddignityofcharacteragreatdealmore。Thepeoplepossessed，byhereditaryright，thequalityofreverence；which，intheirdescendants，ifitsurviveatall，existsinsmallerproportion，andwithavastlydiminishedforce，intheselectionandestimateofpublicmen。Thechangemaybeforgoodorill，andispartly，perhaps，forboth。Inthatoldday，theEnglishsettlerontheserudeshores—havingleftking，nobles，andalldegreesofawfulrankbehind，whilestillthefacultyandnecessityofreverencewerestronginhim—bestoweditonthewhitehairandvenerablebrowofage；onlong—triedintegrity；onsolidwisdomandsad—colouredexperience；onendowmentsofthatgraveandweightyorderwhichgivestheideaofpermanence，andcomesunderthegeneraldefinitionofrespectability。Theseprimitivestatesmen，therefore—Bradstreet，Endicott，Dudley，Bellingham，andtheircompeers—whowereelevatedtopowerbytheearlychoiceofthepeople，seemtohavebeennotoftenbrilliant，butdistinguishedbyaponderoussobriety，ratherthanactivityofintellect。Theyhadfortitudeandself—reliance，and，intimeofdifficultyorperil，stoodupforthewelfareofthestatelikealineofcliffsagainstatempestuoustide。Thetraitsofcharacterhereindicatedwerewellrepresentedinthesquarecastofcountenanceandlargephysicaldevelopmentofthenewcolonialmagistrates。Sofarasademeanourofnaturalauthoritywasconcerned，themothercountryneednothavebeenashamedtoseetheseforemostmenofanactualdemocracyadoptedintotheHouseofPeers，ormadethePrivyCouncilofthesovereign。
　　Nextinordertothemagistratescametheyoungandeminentlydistinguisheddivine，fromwhoselipsthereligiousdiscourseoftheanniversarywasexpected。Hiswastheprofession，atthatera，inwhichintellectualabilitydisplayeditselffarmorethaninpoliticallife；for—leavingahighermotiveoutofthequestion—itofferedinducementspowerfulenough，inthealmostworshippingrespectofthecommunity，towinthemostaspiringambitionintoitsservice。