When the ten years, however, were nearly ended, I started out of bed one morning in a fit of horror, exclaiming, 'Mercy, mercy! what will become of me?
I am afraid I shall go mad.

I have lived thirty-five years and upwards without doing anything; shall I pass through life in this manner?
Horror!' And then in rapid succession I touched three different objects.
"I dressed myself and went down, determining to set about something; but what was I to do ?--there was the difficulty.

I ate no breakfast, but walked about the room in a state of distraction; at last I thought that the easiest way to do something was to get into Parliament, there would be no difficulty in that.

I had plenty of money, and could buy a seat; but what was I to do in Parliament?
Speak, of course--but could I speak?
'I'll try at once,' said I, and forthwith I rushed into the largest dining room, and, locking the door, I commenced speaking; 'Mr.Speaker,' said I, and then I went on speaking for about ten minutes as I best could, and then I left off, for I was talking nonsense.

No, I was not formed for Parliament; I could do nothing there.