The Stourbridge Observer, Cradley Heath, Halesowen & District Chronicle.
Stourbridge, West Midlands, England, 1868-04-25 00:00:00

THE ROYAL VISIT TO IRELAND.

The hearing of the case was continued on Tuesday, and
the court was densely crowded the whole of the day, and
Wiloll the judge rose a regular mob remained outside to wait
for the departure of the defendant, whose appearance oc-
casioned an outburst of hissing and hooting 011 tile part of
the crowd, by whom he was followed and hustled some dis-
tance to his cab.
Mr. jgwts, (4.4 i. 1.1811114 ip 111140016 uWWI et the

The special correspondent of The Times at Punches-
town devotee a long and interesting letter on the
Royal visit to the Pune'midtown races, from which we
extract the following i--

At two o'clock there drove tip to the ontranee of the
Grand Stand a line of carriage", which were hailed by such
a shouting and rejoicing as were never heard even on an
Ascot Cup day. The Prince and Prince." had come at last
And they hail had Inch a time of it. All the way from Sai-
ling where they left the special train, to the moment of their
arrival they were escorted by a running, shouting, bussing
erowd, and Lord knows how many hand.. the good Princess
shook or had her hands shaken by I "Bono for the eountees
of Dublin !" "Shure, won't you stay with us, or promise
you'll soon come back and stop for ever t" " God bless the
Earl of Dublin'" Much cries and ejaculations, and such
greetings and gesticulations ! And now the gentle Princess
seems quite used to them, and the Prince, alwaya gay and
kindly, understands the feelings of the crowd around him.
They rush among the horses, dive wider the chargers of
the police, who are intended to clear the way, and not as
an armed guard. They hang on by the sides of the open
carriage; iii fact, two or three poor fellows who hold on
behind as the carriage entered the Castle lost their coat tails,
which were grasped by the indignant constabulary, and con-
tinued their career—lion ioii; wiatitio—in high glee, laughing
and rejoicing till they were brought up lip detainers on more
enlatanthil attachments. At this Dine the scene from the
Grand Stand was, even to a native of Punchestown—thero is
. . .

no such town, but there are natives for all that—most
strange, and to all most curious and Interesting
Beside the Grand Stand was the Steward's Stand ; next to it,
and part of the same structure, was the Royal Stand, which
was fitted up with taste and perfect comfort for the Royal
visitors and the Viceregal party. A scarlet carpet was laid
on the sward, from the gateway to the flight of rather steep
steps to the eetrade. on which were placed the chairs of the
Illustrious party. Whatever may Inc saint of the non-appear-
ance of the Irish peers and gentry in the procession an Wed-
nesday—and it would seem aa if there were reasons for It
which go far to render censure not altogether so Justifiable
as it appeared to be—there is not a word to be uttered against
them in that respect as regards Punchestown. There has
never been so great a gathering of the peers and gentry of
Ireland since George 11. came over as there is in Dublin at
present, and most of them were on the course to-day.
Their names will be given in due course, when the account of
the Installation is written. to the left of the Grand Stand
were erections like those which flank the Epsom stand, and
011 the right of the Royal Stand there was the terraced cover-
ing of the banquet-room, In which the 10th Hussars enter-
' tallied their Colonel, the Prince of Wales. Beneath the
Royal Stand there was a similar apartment, in which the
Lord-Lieutenant provided a regal banquet for the Princess,
and where Mr. Lambert, of His Excelleney's house-
hold, established for the time a marvel in the way
of pretty decoration and luxury of entertainment.
Exotics and ices on Punchestowin door! The Guards
had their tent ; the 12th Lancers hail theirs—indeed,
it is to be believed—for ne one could verify the fact and
live, judging by experience of what had to be done in visits
to one or two—that most of the regiments in Dublin pro-
vided restaurants for their friends, where nobody paid, and
where friendship was made wonderfully expansive and
elastic. Behind the Grand Stand were booths and large
tents, at which refreshments cculd doubtless be obtained on
reasonable terms. . . . hi front of the Grand Stand, of
course, the great throng of people was collected. These
received the Royal visitors with cheers repeated again and
again, mid once more, and it was a tribute to the popularity
of the Lord Lieutenant and Lady Abereorn that in the midst
of the enthusiasm the people did not forget to pay their
Excellencies special honour. The Duke of Cambridge was
greeted, too, most heartily ; and those who recognised
Prince Tech gave him a round for himself. As the Princess,
who looked exceedingly beautiful, ascended the estrade, the
cheers never ceased. The Prince, who led lady Abercorn,
was, of course, included, arid when the Prince and Princess
presented themselves in their places to the multitude a '
waving of hats and handkerehiefs and a roar of many voices
expressed the delight and loyalty of the mass which thronged
the course. Again and again the cheers buret forth. There
was no mistake about the success of the test now. A change
of attitude, a glance—the slightest movement of the Royal
pair seemed to produce a freali outburst, in which, indeed,
all did not always take part, though they were never tired of
gazing. ''l tint it grand, my boy 1 Isn't the Prince
Meant C Anil was there ever such a Princess out of
a fairy tale V' One bitter thing, for there are bitter'
new and then good for the constitution, perhaps,
over liere—surgit avusri said by one man to
whom his neighbour was debating on the good results of the
Prince's presence. " Yes, indeed: But wasn't it a pity it
took well nigh a rebellion to bring him over to us:" And
there ill tile midst of all the gaiety there ran in whispers with
looks of auger and sorrowful indignation the news that
another victim had fallen, that another blot had been fixed
by the murderous hand on the scutchcon of Ireland in the
face of civilised Europe. The bell rings to clear the course.
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