The Press.
London, England, 1858-07-17 00:00:00

THE PRESS, JULY 17, 1858.

produced a Report, which has been a laughing-stock
saw the light, and which never will be acted upon.
just so much money thrown away ; the said " examina-
a delay of eighteen months, but having produced no
whatever.

decision of the Archbishop of CANTERBURY has just been
following letter to Mr. POOLE :

"Lambeth Palace, July 9.
have considered very carefully the statement con-
►tion of appeal against the revocation of your licence
Bishop of LoxnoN, which you have presented to me
of the Ist and 2nd of Victoria, cap. 106, sec. 98.
statute the Bishop has power, after having given to
It opportunity of showing reason to the contrary, to
, and without further process, any licence granted to any
cause which shall appear to such Bishop to be good and
therefore, is to examine, in the first place, whether suffi-
has been given to you of showing reason to the con-
that by a formal letter, under the hand of the Bishop,
you were appointed personally to attend the Bishop for
London-house on the 22nd of May, unless you preferred
that day to show such reason in writing under your
. on the 21st of May, in obedience to the Bishop's
addressed to him in writing under your hand what appeared
necessary on your behalf.
consider, secondly, whether there has been good and
the revocation of your licence.
from the statements in your formal reply of the 21st of
letter of the 15th of May to which in your formal reply
Bishop, that you have been in the practice of conducting a
confession and absolution among your people, and that
' such practice to be not authorized by the Church of
calculated to bring scandal on the Church.
with the Bishop in the view which he has taken of your
respect, and, therefore, think it just and proper to confirm
f your licence, and I confirm it accordingly.
..ev. Sir, your taithful servant, J. B. CANTUAR.
ALFRED Pooix, St. Barnabas College, Pimlico."
on which the Archbishop's decision turns is this :
had been in the practice of conducting a :Talent of
_ and absolution among his people ;" and that his Grace
practice to be not authorized by the Church, and to be cal-
scandal on the Church."

writes, referring to our observations of last week on
. of the clergy :
me that in the many substitutes proposed for Church-
le has been overlooked. I advert to the sum derived
tax upon ecclesiastical tithes, now named rent-charges.
state what proportion of the general land tax is assessed
property. It is, nevertheless, certain that far less of the
redeemed by purchase, which was levied on this heredita-
other. This is a necessary consequence of the fact that
for life only, without appointment of succession, and
after middle life. In your paper of July 10, you name
bent as suffering in comparison with the members of
_ by paying poor-rate upon his whole income, and not
welling-house. This is very true ; but it exhibits one part
This incumbent also pays land tax upon the whole of
returns. And where land tax is assessed on a whole in-

vier burden than many persons imagine who pay only
sums on houses, &c. For instance, in a case before me,
life income amounts to '2ll. IBs. yearly—the poor-rate
tbined, to 561. in the same year."

FAREWELL TO MUNDLER!"
ier is gone ! the State patron of art—
in judgment, supreme in the mart—
' oil and colourman," ready to seal
at sight, without doubt or appeal.
Let no tear sympathetic be shed.
a figure—officially dead ;
deemed we exult at his fall ;
_ not his taste—are no critics at all :
Dusky's opinions" we dare not review ;
with Elcho was never our cue ;
in old pictures, untaught why they please,
to sneer at a " Paul Veronese."
we can learn, there might well be a worse
Otto Mundler to dip in our purse.

could go right when the system was wrong ?
was with those who endured it too long.

Übiquitous, restless, through Europe he ran,
Yet Rumour forestalled him ere " bidding" began ;
No matter how thrifty his spirit or aim,
Alert cognoscenti kept watch for their game ;
"John Bull" was endorsed on his promise to pay,
And many-tongued vultures be-deafen'd their prey.
Sly dealers came first with artistical fraud,
Now "baking" a Rembrandt, now "cooking " a Claude.
Intriguing Contesse were next in the field,
Or landless Herr Graft's, with kaleidoscope shield;
With dirt and antiquity, nothing could fail—
No canvas so poor, but might serve for a sale.
The depths of Italian palazzi were stirr'd,
And Schloss Kirschenwasser its daubs disinterr'd.
Was the picture ill-done ? 'twas "a gem " in a trice;
'Was it good ? the rich customer doubled the price ;
While "touters" in concert pufrd, prated, and praised,
Like the books of the Sibyl the "figure" was raised.
Small blame to poor Mundler, if trading like this
Seem'd wasteful, bred scandal, or ended amiss.
The loss is on him, but on us the disgrace;
Let this be the record that candour shall trace.

" Mere rests, by a sudden reaction o'erthrown,
The scapegoat of blunders and jobs not his own ;
Involved in abuses no wit could escape,
Ile choked on Routine, and expired of Red-tape."

" THE PRIESTS OF GWEEDORE."

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A NEW SONG TO AN OLD TUNE, IN HONOUR OF THOSE TEN PIOUS AND
PATRIOTIC MEN WHOSE PRIDE IT IS TO DENY THE PROGRESS OF THEIR

COUNTRY AND THE GOOD DEEDS ON THEIR COUNTRYMEN !

Twas taught us of old, that in joy or in sadness
A Christian with ChriAtians should still bear a part,—
Should weep with their sorrow, should smile at their gladness,
And greet them with sympathies warm from the heart.
But the intellects muddy, that made it their study
To live by such rules, full of obsolete lore,
May now a rebuke read, while conning the new Creed
Prized, practised, and prcach'd by the Priests of Gweedore !

What was it to them, that Philanthropy's labours
Had brought in Abundance where Want had her throne ?
That the peasant no longer need envy his neighbours
Whose thriving estate but reflected his own ?
Sure, Poverty's good for the " sowl " of the nation—
You'll ruin Pat's faith by increasing his store ;
There's sanctification in strife and starvation;
These—these are a joy to the Saints of Gweedore !

They sigh for the years when Distress was prevailing,
When demagogues spouted and dupes were misled,
When praties were failing, and " Pathriots" railing
At the Saxon who outraged the hungry with—bread!
And Wakley stood waiting, 'mid noisy debating,
To sit on great Dan when he "died on the floor."
Let gaunt Destitution invite Revolution—
" Bad luck to good times," say the Priests of Gweedore!

They think of the days when "Repale " was in blossom,
When wrongs unforgotten bred Hate or Despair ;
When pikes were forged wholesale for " Boys" who could toss 'em,
And Meagher half-flourished his sword—in the air !
With pure holy-water, from classical xli/44,.
They would freshen the cabbage-ground, famous of yore,
Where O'Brien dodged nimbly, like rabbit in turnips—
" The Divil take pace," say the Priests of Gweedore !

So with lie and with libel, ungrateful as shameless,
They blacken the work they would fain undermine,
Throw doubt on the honest, and dirt on the blameless,
Teach Plenty to beg, and Contentment to whine.
Sound thrift is beginning, and workhouses thinning—.
They'll bellow, and grumble, and slander the more;
While pleased Pio Nono shall greet with a " Buono "
The " labour of love " of his Priests in Gweedore.

* Our melodist here grows indiscriminately classical. We fear the xtp4 would
be little better than a wuhhand•buin i

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