The Dorset County Express and Agricultural Gazette.
Dorchester, Dorset, England, 1868-02-04 00:00:00

THE IRISH DIFFICULTY.

Dna Mi. FDITOII —My old friend Tom PureelL of
the (i,eete, hea jmt lent me a copy of your periodical
publish. il lan Wednesday thy the way, I've never teen
the thing bef,,te). and Lie first article I read in it is •
c ,nvereatien between the Lord Lieutenant and his
Private ssenetaty about the •ffsire of Ireland. . .
So sooner tel I feet thet 'Heinen.% than I thought I'd
like to see the letter in the Tint, newscasts r about
turning on into • convict settlemsnt ; so I imp Paddy
Byrne iio'er t• the barrack+ at Bruff to beg the 10C11 of
it fom the major. Well, Mr. Editor, of all the queer
eompoinions that ever I net eyes on, Heat is the
cue, re,t. What the writer of it Carl mean pilules my
mon, mere than enough. To pacify Ireland, is it?
To make Pat oontanteol and happy, and prosperous, by
planting out eonvicts like potatoes, in patellas all over
the country! To compliment him by telling him that
there is no possible use to which the Emersld Isle can
be put hut u settlement for convicted felons? Tide
is the way to conciliate the diisffretod, and embolden
and encourage the loyal! Sure if I was Mr. Ml.:psis,
I'd lc, eii my iwrognito long enough, or devil obit would
I art foot in Ireland again. It's not in his skin rd be
if he came down to these Wis. No, Mr. Editor, it
ietil cornea we want ;—no, nor soldiers either : bet
'emotions very different. We went to be eceoccieed is
p.n. of the United Kirgdom. Look at the way you
tr. at us; as if we were none disreputable poor relation
that for shame's sake you must kr op in the background.
Why, there isn't one among von from highest to Inwood,
that can be decently civil to the countty. And who Is
Reierney, I ask, !bet he should be so much considered!
beard that the Sootchman fouelit harder for yen
than Pat did : but he gets all the halfpence, and we get
the kick,. How long will it be before Menem Smith,
"der k Co.,."l"e'lle" " Leaves fr, in the Journal of
flor Life in Killarney." by H.R.H. the P—is of
WT—s ? When will the m rains papers announce the
arnval of Royalty in Dubl n? They tell us that in the
old days of the East•lndia Company the Hindoos in
their inability to realise the nature of the Execotive
under whose rule they lived, were eontent to condense
the numerous individual proprietors into a unit, which
they clothed with ordeal divine attributes and termed
"John Company." And if Pat has no very dear cons
caption of the personage to whom he is told he owes
allegiance. is it any fault of his? What wonder if hie
loyalt• is Flick when so little effort is made to win
it? If I wasn't afraid of being called blasphemous,
I'd point out to you that to expect the Irish to
alicw their attachment to monarchical institu
tieing, which are represented by the presence of, an
amiable second•rate nobleman in the charaeter of Lord
Lieutenant, is like oinking them to b neve that the Poi e
is infellible hominse!Father Maher can brew whiskey
punch. It satoniabes me, and lam not a young man
now, that nobody has the heart to sneak out boldly on
tile matter. What's tic n.e lonthiring about the land
tenure'and the Church Establishment, as lung as we are
left out in the aid by the Court as we have been for
years? fiend over the HeimApparent to the Crown, t
live •mongst us end tee how little real harm there lain
us, and you may keep the Establishment as long as you
pleam. If it's another Sandringham he wan* isn't
there Dodeborough read' to his hand? Sure I'll let
him have it for a were trifie now, and be happy to look
after it for him in any capacity he likes. They say he
likes coemshootine, and there inn" better to be found
In the country than in the wood. at Tollylicknaalettery.
And ale now what populsri y there would be for Her
Royal Nightie.n I waiting the cabins and tasting the
potatoes and buttermilk, and making friends with the
enildren and the pigs. Ah ! there's a fine opening for
them now. if they oily knew it. Feniane I there'd
los no more Feniannin in the country al: weeks alter
they put their foot in it. I was called away t
speak to • toting girl that hes had a miefortane
with Paddy Byrne, and when I came back! fund that
the, D. had been reading through what I had written,
" What have you, been about, K. 1?" says she.
" Hoye you forgotten the mese you got us all in before
through your vulgar vanity. sending ii my letter. and
the grin.' and poor Jamea'• to be published with your
own treish, the trash that you wrote to that onindloon
T, m 'Purcell lei 'alt enough th•t you made fools of
no all once, but you must try to make matters noise by
scribbling such nonsense as that?' It was that unlucky
bit about the Ill'Carthy legacy that did it. Miss D. has
the eye of • lynx for that illustaions name. "And
what do we want with kings and queens over here?"
she went on. "lint there thereat old bloA in the
country? and ien't the descendant of Brian Born enough
for you that yen want something more? Wasn't tile
M'Carthy • king long b. fore the Guelphs? It's ell very
well for the likes each you. El., that have none of
the AA blood in 'nor vein., to go on palavering and
sloothering over your leyalty ; but I have no more belief
in the wisdom of yourreeommendations than I have in
Your mint ions of innocence almut K .thleon O'Shea.
It's like Oh, ton, laving all the blame on Paddy Buse,
when there • Betty Cobb saw you herself chucking the
girl under the dim rot nine months alto, and Mae,
Dallashor says the Addis as lilt. you as two pew" It
isn't ilten Mrs. D.makes in vi, lent an att .ck nowadays.
For all the may say, that book did her • deal of good;
but pethaps she's not wrong in saying that I had better
not write any more; no. Mr. Editor. I will conclude by
enheoribing myself yours very faithfully, Karlin' T.
Donn. Dodaborough, lieuff, January 25.—IcA0es from
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