THOUGH Nature maintains, and must prevail, there will always be plenty of people, and good people, who cannot, or think they cannot, see anything in that last, wisest, most envelopd of proverbs, Friendship rules the World. Modern society, in its largest vein, is essentially intellectual, infidelisticsecretly admires, and depends most on, pure compulsion or science, its rule and sovereigntyis, in short, in cultivated quarters, deeply Napoleonic.
Friendship, said Bonaparte, in one of his lightning-flashes of candid garrulity, Friendship is but a name. I love no onenot even my brothers; Joseph perhaps a little. Still, if I do love him, it is from habit, because he is the eldest of us. Duroc? Ay, him, if any one, I love in a sortbut why? He suits me; he is cool, undemonstrative, unfeelinghas no weak affectionsnever embraces any onenever weeps.
I am not sure but the same analogy is to be applied, in cases, often seen, where, with an extra development and acuteness of the intellectual faculties, there is a markd absence of the spiritual, affectional, and sometimes, though more rarely, the highest æsthetic and moral elements of cognition.