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Political Soirees In London.


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Political Soirees In London.
A late number of the Citizen contains an
account of a great demonstration in favor of
popular rights, in London. at which eloouepce
and music combined to lend interest to the oc-
casion. The meeting was presided over by Ernest
Jones, Esq. distinguished lawyer of the me-
tropolis, and the editor of the Peoples Journal
paper devoted to the advocacy Of the rights
of the lower classes. What the uterior view
of the Chairman may be, is probably not yet
clearly defined to his own mind, but he Ger
tainly has eagacity enough, to keep clear of the
constituted authorities, and to avoid the pen.
nlties Of sedition. In the meantime he is
closely watched by the Government, and the
journals of the city report his triumphs of elo.
quence and song. They all contain very fiat
tering notices Of his oratorical powers. The
London Times speaks of his discourse, as a
masterpiece Of demagogic art Calm and
mild in his beginnings, vehement as he warns
with his subject, subtle in his ressonngs, forci.
BILE in his illustrations startling in his sudden
sarcasms familiar, but not vulgar, and often
poetical in his metaphors. Mr.. Ernest Jones
has a rare talent of stirring up an audience
disposed to accord with his sentimcnts. The
beginning presented a somewhat listless an
pearance but by the time the lecture was over
1t was converted into band of enthusiastic"
To the triumphs of the orator, Ernest Jones,
has added those of the song-writer: and
acting up to the spirit of the remark, that.
"Give me the making of the songs of a people,
and care not who makes it's laws" he has
composed the stirring ballad which follows.
In startling contrasts, in soul moving appeals
IN rythm and power of words, we can con-
ceive nothing more effectual for kindline the
imagination, and impressing the memory. 1t
IS worthy to be compared to the n,arseloi.e
hymn. and equally potent in rousine the pas
s'ons OF the multitude, and enflamng them to
a burning sense of wrong:
''The Song of the Lower Glasses.
By ERNEST JONES'
Air-'2he Brave Old Oak
We plough and sow-we're so very, very low,
That we delve i'll the dirty clay.
Till we bless the plnin-with the golden grain.
And the vale with the fragrant hay
Our place we know-we're 80 very low,
AlS QoWn al the landlords feet:
We're not too low the bread to grow,
But too low the bread to eat.
Chorus: We're not too low the bread to grow.
But too low the bread to eat
Down, down, we go-were so very, very low,
10 the hell of the deep sunk mines,
But We gather the proudest gems that glow
when the crown of despot shines,
And whenever he lacks-upon our backs
Fresh loads he deigns to lay;
We're far too low to vote the tar.
But not too low to pay.
Chorus: We're far too low to vote the tax
But not too low to pay.
were low-we're low-mere rabble, We know,
But at our plastic power.
The mould at the lordling's feet will grow
Into palace and church and tower
Then PROSTATE fall--in the rich mans hall.
And cringe at the rich mans door;
We're not too low TO build the wall,
But too low to tread the fioori
Chorus: We're not too low 10 build the wall,
But too low TO tread the floor!
We're low-we're low-we're very. very low.
Yet from our fingers glide
The silken how-and the robes that glow
Round the limbs Of the sons Of pride,
And what we get-and what We give,
We know, and we know our share:
We're not too low the cloth to weave
But too low the cloth to wear.
Chorus: We're not too low the cloth to weave
But too low the cloth to wesri
We're low-were low-vs're very, very low,
And yet when the trumpets Ting.
The thrust of the poor mans arm will 60
Through heart of the proudest king.
We're low--we're low-our place We know.
We're only the rank and file;
We're not too low-to kill the foe,
But too low to touch the spoil
Chorus: We're not too low to kill the foe,
But too low to touch the spoil"
Letter from DR.. Il. r. Calhoun.
With pleasure we give plsee in our columns
to the following letter from DR.. z R. Calhoun
and the accompanying extract from the Dey
Book. We were fully, eopyinesd ss| any one
who knows the .Doetssmust have been, that
the report in the 7hsss Of eesysrs4siens had
At Greenwood was grossly ineossss and Benes
omitted Il, in the extrsets, puhlishsd IN ~ouf