When I first entered London, one Saturday evening in 1842, I was notknown personally to half a dozen persons in it. On reaching the officeof the Oracle of Reason, I found an invitation (it was the first Ireceived in the metropolis) from Richard Carlile to take tea with him onthe next afternoon at the Hall of Science. There was no name known tome in London from whom an invitation could have come which I shouldhave thought a greater honour. The conversation at table was directed toadvising me as to my defence at my coming trial. He requested me to hearhis evening lecture, which he devoted to the policy of sceptical defencewhich he thought most effectual. At the conclusion, he called uponme for my coincidence or dissent. I stated some objections which Ientertained to his scientifico-religious views with diffidence butdistinctness. The compliments which he paid me were the first words ofpraise which I remember to have trusted. Coming from a master in ourIsrael, they inspired me with a confidence new to me. I did not concealmy ambition to merit his approval. On my trial at Gloucester, he watchedby my side fourteen hours, and handed me notes for my guidance. Aftermy conviction, he brought me my first provisions with his own hand. Hehonoured me with a public letter during my imprisonment, and utteredgenerous words in my vindication, when those in whose ranks I had foughtand fallen were silent. It was my destiny, on my liberation, to be ableto pour my gratitude o