It is needless to say that this rudimentary concession to justice and sense was supported by Burke.

His voters began to believe that those were right who had said that he had been bred at Saint Omer's, was a Papist at heart, and a Jesuit in disguise.

When the time came, _summa dies et ineluctabile fatum_, Burke bore with dignity and temper his dismissal from the only independent constituency that he ever represented.

Years before he had warned a young man entering public life to regard and wish well to the common people, whom his best instincts and his highest duties lead him to love and to serve, but to put as little trust in them as in princes.

Burke somewhere describes an honest public life as carrying on a poor unequal conflict against the passions and prejudices of our day, perhaps with no better weapons than passions and prejudices of our own.
The six years during which Burke sat in Parliament for Bristol, saw this conflict carried on under the most desperate circumstances.