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tterance；I find that； in this case； the field it has in England is narrow to an extreme； is perhaps narrower than ever offered itself； for the like object； in this world before。 Parliament； Church； Law： let the young vivid soul turn whither he will for a career； he finds among variable conditions one condition invariable； and extremely surprising； That the proof of excellence is to be done by the tongue。 For heroism that will not speak； but only act； there is no account kept：The English Nation does not need that silent kind； then； but only the talking kind？ Most astonishing。 Of all the organs a man has； there is none held in account； it would appear； but the tongue he uses for talking。 Premiership； woolsack； mitre； and quasi…crown： all is attainable if you can talk with due ability。 Everywhere your proof…shot is to be a well…fired volley of talk。 Contrive to talk well； you will get to Heaven； the modern Heaven of the English。 Do not talk well； only work well； and heroically hold your peace； you have no chance whatever to get thither； with your utmost industry you may get to Threadneedle Street； and accumulate more gold than a dray…horse can draw。 Is not this a very wonderful arrangement？
I have heard of races done by mortals tied in sacks； of human competitors； high aspirants； climbing heavenward on the soaped pole； seizing the soaped pig； and clutching with cleft fist； at full gallop； the fated goose tied aloft by its foot；which feats do prove agility； toughness and other useful faculties in man： but this of dexterous talk is probably as strange a competition as any。 And the question rises； Whether certain of these other feats； or perhaps an alternation of all of them； relieved now and then by a bout of grinning through the collar； might not be profitably substituted for the solitary proof…feat of talk； now getting rather monotonous by its long continuance？ Alas； Mr。 Bull； I do find it is all little other than a proof of toughness； which is a quality I respect； with more or less expenditure of falsity and astucity superadded； which I entirely condemn。 Toughness _plus_ astucity：perhaps a simple wooden mast set up in Palace…Yard； well soaped and duly presided over； might be the honester method？ Such a method as this by trial of talk； for filling your chief offices in Church and State； was perhaps never heard of in the solar system before。 You are quite used to it； my poor friend； and nearly dead by the consequences of it： but in the other Planets； as in other epochs of your own Planet it would have done had you proposed it； the thing awakens incredulous amazement； world…wide Olympic laughter； which ends in tempestuous hootings； in tears and horror！ My friend； if you can； as heretofore this good while； find nobody to take care of your affairs but the expertest talker； it is all over with your affairs and you。 Talk never yet could guide any man's or nation's affairs； nor will it yours； except towards the _Limbus Patrum_； where all talk； except a very select kind of it； lodges at last。
Medicine； guarded too by preliminary impediments； and frightful medusa…heads of quackery； which deter many generous souls from entering； is of the _half_…articulate professions； and does not much invite the ardent kinds of ambition。 The intellect required for medicine might be wholly human； and indeed should by all rules be；the profession of the Human Healer being radically a sacred one and connected with the highest priesthoods； or rather being itself the outcome and acme of all priesthoods； and divinest conquests of intellect here below。 As will appear one day； when men take off their old monastic and ecclesiastic spectacles； and look with eyes again！ In essence the Physician's task is always heroic； eminently human： but in practice most unluckily at present we find it too become in good part _beaverish_； yielding a money…result alone。 And what of it is not beaverish；does not that too go mainly to ingenious talking； publishing of yourself； ingratiating of yourself； a partly human exercise or waste of intellect； and alas a partly vulpine ditto；making the once sacred ＇Gr。＇ _'Iatros_； or Human Healer； more impossible for us than ever！
Angry basilisks watch at the gates of Law and Church just now； and strike a sad damp into the nobler of the young aspirants。 Hard bonds are offered you to sign； as it were； a solemn engagement to constitute yourself an impostor； before ever entering； to declare your belief in incredibilities；your determination； in short； to take Chaos for Cosmos； and Satan for the Lord of things； if he come with money in his pockets； and horsehair and bombazine decently wrapt about him。 Fatal preliminaries； which deter many an ingenuous young soul； and send him back from the threshold； and I hope will deter ever more。 But if you do enter； the condition is well known： 〃Talk； who can talk best here？ His shall be the mouth of gold； and the purse of gold； and with my ＇Gr。＇ _mitra_ （once the head…dress of unfortunate females； I am told） shall his sacred temples be begirt。〃
Ingenuous souls； unless forced to it； do now much shudder at the threshold of both these careers； and not a few desperately turn back into the wilderness rather； to front a very rude fortune； and be devoured by wild beasts as is likeliest。 But as to Parliament； again； and its eligibility if attainable； there is yet no question anywhere； the ingenuous soul； if possessed of money…capital enough； is predestined by the parental and all manner of monitors to that career of talk； and accepts it with alacrity and clearness of heart； doubtful only whether he shall be _able_ to make a speech。 Courage； my brave young fellow。 If you can climb a soaped pole of any kind； you will certainly be able to make a speech。 All mortals have a tongue； and carry on some jumble； if not of thought； yet of stuff which they could talk。 The weakest of animals has got a cry in it； and can give voice before dying。 If you are tough enough； bent upon it desperately enough； I engage you shall make a speech；but whether that will be the way to Heaven for you； I do not engage。
These； then； are our two careers for genius： mute Industrialism； which can seldom become very human； but remains beaverish mainly： and the three Professions named learned；that is to say； able to talk。 For the heroic or higher kinds of human intellect； in the silent state； there is not the smallest inquiry anywhere； apparently a thing not wanted in this country at present。 What the supply may be； I cannot inform M'Croudy； but the market…demand； he may himself see； is _nil_。 These are our three professions that require human intellect in part or whole； not able to do with mere beaverish； and such a part does the gift of talk play in one and all of them。 Whatsoever is not beaverish seems to go forth in the shape of talk。 To such length is human intellect wasted or suppressed in this world！
If the young aspirant is not rich enough for Parliament； and is deterred by the basilisks or otherwise from entering on Law or Church； and cannot altogether reduce his human intellect to the beaverish condition； or satisfy himself with the prospect of making money；what becomes of him in such case； which is naturally the case of very many； and ever of more？ In such case there remains but one outlet for him； and notably enough that too is a talking one： the outlet of Literature； of trying to write Books。 Since； owing to preliminary basilisks； want of cash； or superiority to cash； he cannot mount aloft by eloquent talking； let him try it by dexterous eloquent writing。 Here happily； having three fingers； and capital to buy a quire of paper； he can try it to all lengths and in spite of all mortals： in this career there is happily no public impediment that can turn him back； nothing but private starvationwhich is itself a _finis_ or kind of goalcan pretend to hinder a British man from prosecuting Literature to the very utmost； and wringing the final secret from her： 〃A talent is in thee； No talent is in thee。〃 To the British subject who fancies genius may be lodged in him； this liberty remains； and truly it is； if well computed； almost the only one he has。
A crowded portal this of Literature； accordingly！ The haven of expatriated spiritualisms； and alas also of expatriated vanities and prurient imbecilities： here do the windy aspirations； foiled activities； foolish ambitions； and frustrate human energies reduced to the vocable condition； fly as to the one refuge left； and the Republic of Letters increases in population at a faster rate than even the Republic of America。 The strangest regiment in her Majesty's service； this of the Soldiers of Literature：would your Lordship much like to march through Coventry with them？ The immortal gods are there （quite irrecognizable under these disguises）； and also the lowest broken valets；an extremely miscellaneous regiment。 In fact the regiment； superficially viewed； looks like an immeasurable motley flood of discharged play…actors； funambulists； false prophets； drunken ballad…singers； and marches not as a regiment； but as a boundless canaille；without drill； uniform； captaincy or billet； with huge over…proportion of drummers； you would say； a regiment gone whol