The Press. — London, England, 1856-04-05 00:00:00

APRIL 5, 1856. - - discussed; the high.principled Roman Catholic party ack now l e d ge their justice, and look to the extinction of the " Brass Band," with a ll i ts prostituted practices, and unutterable corruptions, as the best hope for the regeneration of their country. The Tipp erar y smas h, which has spread dismay through a province, and which stands on record as the most gigantic scheme of swindling ever attempted, has opened people's eyes to the baseness of the men who pr o f esse d t o sec ure for Ireland political importance by selling themselves to the highest bidders. Tho mongrel and degenerate descendants of the O'Connell policy seem at last to have exhausted the breed. But what has it not occasioned, and what pernicious influence has it not exercised, to the disgrace of English loyalty and sense, on imperial politics? While English parties have been nearly balanced, the herd of Irish placehunters have been able to turn the scale at willto their own profit and their country's cost. A significant instance comes before us this week. Lord GEORGE BENTINCIC—a political name never to be mentioned without honour, for integrity of principle and commanding talent—conceived the noble design of benefiting Ireland by an advance from the imperial Treasury, for the construction of a system of railways. He proposed to do for Ireland what has been done with the happiest results for Canada—advance such loans as we have very recently advanced to Sardinia and to Turkey, but with much better security, and much better prospect of repayment. Thoughtful men hailed his proposal as a vast stride in the right direction, as tending to develop the resources of Ireland, and stimulate her in dustry. In Mr. CAYLEY'S " European Revolutions of 1848," he prints two letters from Lord GEORGE on this subject. Let Irishmen read this passage, and blush for the political profligacy of the men whom sht. sends to Parliament for her representatives : It was not so much through the hostility of the English Members, as * throu gh the desertion and hostility of the Irish Members ( many of them Repeaters), that in Feb-nary, 1847, Ireland lost the opportunity of obtaining a loan of sixteen millions of English gold at 31. 7s. fill. per cent., to stimulate the construction, by private enterprise, of railways in your country. Unanimous in Palace-yard, on one Tuesday, in favour of the proposition I then brought forward on the Tuesday se'nnight. the same sixty gentle men, having seen the Prime Minister at the Foreign office in the interval, voted two to one in the House of Commons against giving railways to Ireland. Out of a hundred and five representatives which Ireland possesses, twenty-eight only, if my memory serves me correctly, would vote for that loan to Ireland. It was by the same malignant influence that Lord DERBY'S Admi nistration (most favorable to the real prosperity of Ireland) was overthrown. Why do not the Irish independent party, the political patriots, set up a market for their sale and purchase ? We can tell the remnant of the faction something worth their knowing. It is not only in Ireland that their case is discussed. It is debated in every English hamlet, and there is rising a feeling against their practices, which should make them tremble for the consequenees. Their in fluence is gone. They will in future be a millstone round the neck of any party to which they cling, and as useless in the Legislature for any influential purpose as SADLEIR in his suicide's grave, or O'FIA HERTY in felonious exile. It will be " a proud day for Ireland " when she shakes herself clear of them altogether. THE WHIG WAR MINISTRY. It was a cold March morning, Without a ray of sun, When London learnt by telegraph The Confrences were done. And glad we were 'twas all serene, For what a mess this war has been ! To the proud Lord of Lansdowne then The Premier sped away. 'Twas strango to watch those ancient men And hear what they did say. " I fear 'tis Peace at last," quoth one, " Confound it, yes !" said Palmerston. " The Parliament will shortly meet, And men in either House Will quote a thousand biuuderings To prove our want of nous. Dizzy's fierce eloquence, I fear," " And I, Lord Derby's," quoth the Peer. " And the great English people, too, Who backed us in the war, Will tell how Kars was left to fall, And ask what it was for, — Forgetting such mistakes must be When they've a Whig War Ministry." P. " And many men will speak in wrath, Who silent sat before (Unlike the old Whigs, loath to thwat t ~ The action of the war), Of England's heroes left to die In sickness, want, and misery. They'll storm about green c...ffee, too, The want of drugs and food, And speak of Andrew Smith's neglect In no too gentle mood, — Forgetting that such tools as he Best serve a Whig War Ministry." THE PRESS. I ..... dis she its hot wh ree op( sec hig 01 ini: not poi Ini: to cor net cor by sys dm hill bet me ten din tal pas sett dem Feb Eng of rs the I nen in ti repr e or It nisi ove pat the onl Etn whi flue of a any HEE she " And some will speak with rage and shame Of Charlie and the North, And wonder that the greatest fleet England had yet sent forth Struck not one blow for victory Under our Whig War Ministry." " Egad! like what's-his-name of old, I think that I'll resign, Claiming the honours of the War And prize of Peace as mine, Shunning the storm which I foresee Must swamp your Whig War Ministry." L. " Not you, my old friend Palmerston, This will not be your game; You hate us IVhigs, but you're obliged To use us all the same. Abandon us, and you will be The head of no new Ministry." " By Jove, I almost think you're right, And I revoke my threat Tories and Rads I can't cajole,— At least, I haven't yet. Old Whigs, so proud yet mean, 'tis ye Who must compose my Ministry." 325 IN compliance with the request of the highly respectable Advertise ment Agents, Messrs. Abbott and Barton, we print verbatim a circular, on " flimsy," which they have sent us for insertion : MR. ALBERT SMITH AT WINDSOR CASTLE.-Mr. Albert Smith had the honour of appearing before the Court, at Windsor Castle, on the 25th tilt., when her Majesty, the King of the Belgians, Prince Albert, the Duchess of Gloucester, and other members of the Royal Family, and a number of the aristocracy, were present. Mr. Smith contrived to entertain his distinguished guests without the aid of his pictures. He spoke from a table, and, as se are informed, obtained some very flattering approval from his auditors. The Queen and the Prince expressed themselves very condescendingly to him after the performance, alluding to several characters introduced into the entertainment; and to do Mr. Smith justice, he has a very happy knack of amusing his hearers by repre.tenting the peculiarities of people in a droll and clever man ner at tie expense of no single individual. There is many an edifying re. mark in the ridicule which he flings broadcast, and those who laugh are often likely to profit by what is so humorously represented. [We are requested by Mr. Smith to ask the favour of your giving gratuitous insertion to the above.—We are, Sir, yours very obediently,] ABBOTT, BARTON AND CO. A DUBLIN STREET-BALLAD. With fiddles, harps, and horns, Let Oireland now rejoice, With trumpets and with shawms, Likewise the human voice. Let all the Pope's Brass Band Exult with tipsy glee, For Rogues now triumph in the land O'er Right and Decency. For Palmerston three cheers, For Chanc'llor Brady, too ; We've had no joy like this for years In the land of Brien Boru. The Judges' Bench no more Shall boast its stainless fame For Honour and for Lore— There's an end to all that same. Oh, Oireland brave and true! On thee kind Fate has smiled, Justice has had no friend like Keogh Since the days of Jonathan Wild. 'Tis he'll dispinse our laws, Unstained with Saxon guilt, And pitying hear the Whiteboys' cause When the landlord's life blood's spilt. Oh, Meagher of the blade ! Oh, Mitchell brave and true ! Return, be not afraid, They've made a judge of Keogh. Yes, Keogh's to judge our oisle, In spite of old Lefroy ; Pat Somers, too (ye need not smoile), May be our next Viceroy. Oh, Sadleir's felon shade ! Ye died before yer time; Why did ye seek the poison's aid, And thus reveal yer crime ? Ye might have sat in state Dispinsing Law and Right— Why did ye rashly rush on fate On that wild and wintry night?