Full of activity, with undimmed eye, with every mental faculty keen and alert, with every lofty and generous aspiration as fresh as in the days of hot and perilous youth, Mr.Stansfeld yet appears something of a survival in the House of Commons.

His appearance, his style of speech, even the framework of his thought, seem to belong to another--in some respects a finer and more passionate period than our own.

The long hair combed straight back--the strong aquiline nose--the heavy-lined and sensitive mouth--the subdued tenderness and wrath of the eyes--even the somewhat antique cut of the clothes--suggest the days when the storm and stress of the youthful century were still in men's souls, and were driving them to conspiracy, to prison, to scaffold, to barricades, to bloody fields.

There is also a deliberation in the delivery--a sonorousness in the phraseology--that has something of a bygone day.

But all this adds to the impressiveness of the address.