The death of Lady Salisbury, which occurred on Monday at
Hatfield, is a grave as well as a mournful event. The daughter of Sir E. H. Alderson, Baron of the Exchequer, Lady Salisbury inherited abilities which made her companionship for forty years a relief and a solace to a man whose tempera- ment has all his life inclined him to a reflective depression. She took all domestic cares, which are apt to weigh heavily on the great, completely off his hands ; she was worshipped by her children ; and she furnished to her husband precisely the stimulus which he needed. The lose to him is irreparable, and it was feared for a moment by all who knew Hatfield that it might prove crushing. That fear has passed, and Lord Salisbury when he has recovered from the shock, and from the illness—influenza—which an unkind fate has superadded, will, we believe, find in his heavy duties the best possible distrac- tions. It must be something to him, even at such a moment, to know that the whole country, including both parties, has cried out in fear lest he should abandon his post, and will feel relieved when it is certain that he has resumed his place in great affairs a sadder, but not a weaker, man.
