Lord Lytton indulged himself at Woodstock on Thursday in a
-shriek, not of liberty, but of hatred to Mr. Gladstone, which fills 'three columns of the Times. It is quite impossible to condense it, or to give a complete idea of its character. It should be read carefully by every Liberal in England, who will then under- stand exactly the kind of man to whom Lord Salisbury en- trusted an empire, and whom he described as the best Viceroy India had ever had. It is the speech of an angry schoolboy, 'unable to see facts for temper, and thinking that every -deficiency can be made up by abuse. Mr. Gladstone is -described as an " itinerant oratorical trumpet "—imagine a
-trumpet that walks and talks—and the whole speech is in that
key. We have read it very carefully, and we venture to say that it does not contain two consecutive sentences without a misrepresentation, or three without a gross one. We have quoted a few elsewhere, but no summary of the speech can do it justice, or make fully manifest its childish spite.
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