'adventure be mechanically hatched and brought to light * in that same Ballot-Box of yours; or at worst in some other discoverable or devisable Box, Edifice, or Steammechanism. It were a mighty convenience; and beyond 'all feats of manufacture witnessed hitherto.' Is Teufels- 5 dröckh acquainted with the British Constitution, even slightly? He says, under another figure: But after 'all, were the problem, as indeed it now everywhere is, 'To rebuild your old House from the top downwards '(since you must live in it the while), what better, what 10 'other, than the Representative Machine will serve your 'turn? Meanwhile, however, mock me not with the name of Free, "when you have but knit-up my chains into ornamental festoons."—Or what will any member of

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the Peace Society make of such an assertion as this: 15 The lower people everywhere desire War. Not so un'wisely; there is then a demand for lower people — to be 'shot!'

Gladly, therefore, do we emerge from those soul-confusing labyrinths of speculative Radicalism, into some- 20 what clearer regions. Here, looking round, as was our hest, for 'organic filaments,' we ask, may not this, touching Hero-Worship,' be of the number? It seems of a cheerful character; yet so quaint, so mystical, one knows not what, or how little, may lie under it. Our readers 25 shall look with their own eyes :

'True is it that, in these days, man can do almost all 'things, only not obey. True likewise that whoso cannot 'obey cannot be free, still less bear rule; he that is the 'inferior of nothing, can be the superior of nothing, the 30 'equal of nothing. Nevertheless, believe not that man ' has lost his faculty of Reverence; that if it slumber in 'him, it has gone dead. Painful for man is that same ' rebellious Independence, when it has become inevitable;

'only in loving companionship with his fellows does he 'feel safe; only in reverently bowing down before the Higher does he feel himself exalted.

Or what if the character of our so troublous Era lay 5 'even in this: that man had forever cast away Fear, 'which is the lower; but not yet risen into perennial Reverence, which is the higher and highest?

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'Meanwhile, observe with joy, so cunningly has Nature ordered it, that whatsoever man ought to obey he cannot 10 but obey. Before no faintest revelation of the Godlike 'did he ever stand irreverent; least of all, when the God'like showed itself revealed in his fellow-man. Thus is 'there a true religious Loyalty forever rooted in his heart; nay, in all ages, even in ours, it manifests itself as a 15 more or less orthodox Hero-worship. In which fact, 'that Hero-worship exists, has existed, and will forever 'exist, universally among Mankind, mayest thou discern 'the corner-stone of living-rock, whereon all Polities for 'the remotest time may stand secure.'

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20 Do our readers discern any such corner-stone, or even so much as what Teufelsdröckh is looking at? He exclaims, 'Or hast thou forgotten Paris and Voltaire? How 'the aged, withered man, though but a Sceptic, Mocker, 'and millinery Court-poet, yet because even he seemed 25 the Wisest, Best, could drag mankind at his chariot'wheels, so that princes coveted a smile from him, and 'the loveliest of France would have laid their hair be'neath his feet! All Paris was one vast Temple of Hero'worship; though their Divinity, moreover, was of feature 30 'too apish.

'But if such things,' continues he, 'were done in the 'dry tree, what will be done in the green? If, in the 'most parched season of Man's History, in the most 'parched spot of Europe, when Parisian life was at best

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'but a scientific Hortus Siccus, bedizened with some 'Italian Gumflowers, such virtue could come out of it; 'what is to be looked for when life again waves leafy and 'bloomy, and your Hero-Divinity shall have nothing ape'like, but be wholly human? Know that there is in man 'a quite indestructible Reverence for whatsoever holds of Heaven, or even plausibly counterfeits such holding. Shew the dullest clodpole, shew the haughtiest feather'head, that a soul higher than himself is actually here; were his knees stiffened into brass, he must down and 10 worship.'

Organic filaments, of a more authentic sort, mysteriously spinning themselves, some will perhaps discover in the following passage:

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There is no Church, sayest thou? The voice of 15 Prophecy has gone dumb? This is even what I dispute: but, in any case, hast thou not still Preaching ' enough? A Preaching Friar settles himself in every village; and builds a pulpit, which he calls Newspaper. 'Therefrom he preaches what most momentous doctrine 20 'is in him, for man's salvation; and dost not thou listen, and believe? Look well, thou seest everywhere a new 'Clergy of the Mendicant Orders, some bare-footed, some ' almost bare-backed, fashion itself into shape, and teach and preach, zealously enough, for copper alms and the 25 'love of God. These break in pieces the ancient idols; 'and, though themselves too often reprobate, as idol'breakers are wont to be, mark out the sites of new 'Churches, where the true God-ordained, that are to 'follow, may find audience, and minister. Said I not, 30

'Before the old skin was shed, the new had formed itself beneath it?'

Perhaps also in the following; wherewith we now hasten to knit-up this ravelled sleeve:

But there is no Religion?' reiterates the Professor. 'Fool! I tell thee, there is. Hast thou well considered 'all that lies in this immeasurable froth-ocean we name 'LITERATURE? Fragments of a genuine Church-Homi5letic lie scattered there, which Time will assort: nay 'fractions even of a Liturgy could I point out. And 'knowest thou no Prophet, even in the vesture, environ'ment, and dialect of this age? None to whom the God'like had revealed itself, through all meanest and highest 10 forms of the Common; and by him been again pro'phetically revealed: in whose inspired melody, even in 'these rag-gathering and rag-burning days, Man's Life again begins, were it but afar off, to be divine? Knowest thou none such? I know him, and name him 15 'Goethe.

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But thou as yet standest in no Temple; joinest in no 'Psalm-worship; feelest well that, where there is no 'ministering Priest, the people perish? Be of comfort! Thou art not alone, if thou have Faith. Spake we not 20 of a Communion of Saints, unseen, yet not unreal, accompanying and brother-like embracing thee, so thou 'be worthy? Their heroic Sufferings rise up melodiously 'together to Heaven, out of all lands, and out of all times, as a sacred Miserere; their heroic Actions also, as a 25 boundless everlasting Psalm of Triumph. Neither say 'that thou hast now no Symbol of the Godlike. Is not 'God's Universe a Symbol of the Godlike; is not Im'mensity a Temple; is not Man's History, and Men's History, a perpetual Evangel? Listen, and for organ30 music thou wilt ever, as of old, hear the Morning Stars 'sing together.'

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CHAPTER VIII.

NATURAL SUPERNATURALISM.

It is in his stupendous Section, headed Natural Supernaturalism, that the Professor first becomes a Seer; and, after long effort, such as we have witnessed, finally subdues under his feet this refractory Clothes-Philosophy, and takes victorious possession thereof. Phantasms 5 enough he has had to struggle with; Cloth-webs and Cob-webs,' of Imperial Mantles, Superannuated Symbols, and what not yet still did he courageously pierce through. Nay, worst of all, two quite mysterious, world-embracing Phantasms, TIME and SPACE, have ever hovered round 10 him, perplexing and bewildering: but with these also he now resolutely grapples, these also he victoriously rends asunder. In a word, he has looked fixedly on Existence, till, one after the other, its earthly hulls and garnitures have all melted away; and now, to his rapt vision, the 15 interior celestial Holy of Holies lies disclosed.

Here, therefore, properly it is that the Philosophy of Clothes attains to Transcendentalism; this last leap, can we but clear it, takes us safe into the promised land, where Palingenesia, in all senses, may be considered as 20 beginning. Courage, then!' may our Diogenes exclaim, with better right than Diogenes the First once did. This stupendous Section we, after long painful meditation, have found not to be unintelligible; but, on the contrary, to be clear, nay radiant, and all-illuminating. Let the reader, 25 turning on it what utmost force of speculative intellect is in him, do his part; as we, by judicious selection and adjustment, shall study to do ours:

'Deep has been, and is, the significance of Miracles,' thus quietly begins the Professor; 'far deeper perhaps 30