Happy alike in the place of his birth, his lot in life, and the wisdom of the powers appointed over him, he looked up with a substantial faith, yet a solid reserve of judgment, to the Church, the Justices of the Peace, spiritual lords and temporal, and above all His Majesty George the Third.

Without any reserve of judgmemt, which could not deal with such low subjects, he looked down upon every Dissenter, every pork-dealer, and every Frenchman.

What he was brought up to, that he would abide by; and the sin beyond repentance, to his mind, was the sin of the turncoat.
With all these hard-set lines of thought, or of doctrine (the scabbard of thought, which saves its edge, and keeps it out of mischief), Stephen Anerley was not hard, or stern, or narrow-hearted.

Kind, and gentle, and good to every one who knew "how to behave himself," and dealing to every man full justice--meted by his own measure--he was liable even to generous acts, after being severe and having his own way.

But if any body ever got the better of him by lies, and not fair bettering, that man had wiser not begin to laugh inside the Riding.