The Sun.
London, England, 1837-10-04 00:00:00

IRELAND.

DUBLIN, OCT. 2.
"HELL AND DAMNATION TO LORD MULGRAVE.
AND ALL OF HIS RADICAL FEELING!"
The Orangemen begin to be a little alarmed at the ad-
scription to them of a toast so blasphemous and brutal.
with which nothing short of the stern duty imposed ono.)
us as public journalists would induce us to stain our pages,
and accordingly their organs are actively employed in neu-
tralizing the effect, and repairing, as well as they can, the
mischief done by their employers. The Mail of this after-
noon protests that the blood-thirsty toast was not drunk
on the occasion referred to, and, moreover, that no toast
whatsoever was given or drunk during the entire evening.
But how does the advocate of the Orange faction support the
assertion. of his client's innocence ? What evidence does he
produce? An anonymous letter, with the following vague
assertion made by " William Caulfield," who says " I never
drank either of the toasts imparted to me ; and on referring
to the Tralee Mercury and Kerry Evening Pala of
Wednesday last, you will find a letter from me, in which,
in a most distinct and implicit manner, I denied having
drank either of the toasts."
We are of course bound to believe the truth of this in-
dividual's declaration ; and for the honour of human nature
we sincerely hope that Mr. Caulfield, as well as all the
other parties implicated in this revolting transaction, are
entirely free from blame ; but if the Mad can produce no
more complete evidence of the innocency of Orange orgies
than it has got up to-day, we apprehend that some of its
patrons must be found guilty of the crime with which more
(Inn one of thtm now stand arraigned at the bar of public
opinion.

INAUGURATION or THE LORD MAYOR.—On Saturday
Alderman Warren was (Morn in Lord Mayor, and Messrs.
Jcnes and Quintin High Sheriffs of the City of Dublin,
for the ensuing year.
The Freeman's Journal has the following sir% ationa
on the Lord Mayor's dinner :
" THE Loan MAYOR'S DINNEL—The corporation,
though still alive and kicking, begins to feel the pangs of
approaching dissolution. Mr. Recorder Shaw—who used
to spout rampant Toryism in the presence chamber, and
dilate, in good set phrase, on the uses of close corporations
as a means of upholding Protestant ascendancy—was tame
as a sucking dove on Saturday. There was but a half
sentence in his oration—and that vaguely thrown out—in
.which Lord Mulg,rave could no share. The Lori
Mayor, too, forgot the hint of the Moil, anent
" the battle of the Diamond?' • The toast which
our esteemed cotemporary hoped the Lord Mayor elect
.would propose at his inauguration dinner, and which
every body expected would he the toast of the evening,
was neither given nor drank. Tire proceedings altogether,
with the exception of the unseemly and unmannerly inter-
ruption of the out-and-outers, whilst the Archbishop of
Dublin was speaking—reflected much credit on the good
'sense and discretion of the Chief Magistrate and his guests.
The Charter toast, " the glorious and immortal memory,"
was drank as a matter of course ; but on this occasion,
" when the cheering had subsided," the national air was
substituted for the Boyne Water—" Most musical most
melancholy."

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