Mr. Roebuck made twe more speeches at Sheffield last Monday,
on occasion of a dinner to celebrate the opening of the Weston Park and Museum. The first was a very spirited one in favour of opening not only the Park but the Museum on Sundays. The distinction made between the Park and the Museum in this respect was, he said, to him "a wonderment." If men were the better, as they are, for seeing natural beauty on a Sunday, they must be the better for seeing how artists reproduce that natural beauty on glowing canvas. Mr. Roebuck also remarked that he hoped the working-men of Sheffield would not, as a class, be misled into that false ambition which makes happiness to consist in rising out of your class into the ex- ceptional power and wealth of great fortunes. That, of course, happens now and then to a working-man specially fitted to do more ambitious work, but for the majority their happiness must be consistent with the general condition of working-men, or at least, with the improvements which modern effort may introduce into that general condition. Perhaps on this head Mr. Roebuck was a little too preachy. It is quite true that a great class cannot shoot bodily out of the plane in which it lives, but it is also true that even every member of that class might by possibility so master some one subject as to raise himself, on that subject, to a level with the best students of every class, and thus, in one direction at least, free himself from the galling limits of 'the average man.' Nor could any kind of ambition be less dangerous or more salutary than this.
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