The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1860-05-18
T IL E 2 LILO T.
An Irish Exodus.

remains subject 20 English misIule. The
revival (about which our bigots on this
side Of tie Atlantic went into ecstaGies)
having died out, another and an older one
has made=ils appearance in the public
journals Of that Inflated country. In q
word, the exodus Of the population is again
standard topic of wondermsnt, especial
" as for a few past years we have been
continually hearing through many sources
Of the growth of Irish prosperity, and the
Improvement in the moral and social con-
dillon Of The peasantry. There must, how
ever, be screw loose, somewhere; other
wise, how are the emigration statistics Of
the Registrar General to beaccounted for,
or Why is it that the Dublin Nation and
other Irish journals have assumed the de-
spending tone in which the former speaks
of the Aegira Of 1860? In An article
headed Plying" the Nation thus vents
its grief =" They are flying; through
Dublin our flying people pour daily in
weeping crowds. For years our streets
have not boheli such scenes as those of
the past week; though, alas the ebb Of
population has not wholly ceased at any
time for quarter Of century. Long
lines Of wofuI faces, strangely knocking the
holy-day attire in which the poor creatures
attire Themselves as they quit forever their
fathers clay caravans and vehicles, piled
with the bright red painted boxes and
trunks, with owners named marked rude
ly on the fronts; aged women, with hair
white as the hoar of December; old men,
bent ard broken. by sixty years Of toll in
fuIrow and trench young men who try
to look hopeful, tnat the mother may weep
the less; young women, feeling ali the
more deeply, as women do, at rending the
thousand silent ties that link them to home
willie children, too young to know the
cause of all the sorrow they see on every
face, are only delighted with the wonders
Of the great streets through Which they
pass. Away, away, away and not vii
IingIy nor happily. They are not no
made race. /. is not an Arab community
that have struck the tent-poles they are
not dull-hearted, Flooding Saxon people,
who for meal the more in the mouth
would cross tie glole itself, and call it fol-
" to feel less at home in Kamtschatka
than in the land where their fathers ashes
for centuries repose. No, no; these are q
people whose very heart-strings are wrune
by the idea of eternal exile people who,
almost to a fault--if virtue so beautiful
could ever lie fault--cling to the anccs-
t'al home apeople who, # they could
bat eat an humble crust, broken among
tie hardest toll in Ireland, the land OF
their hearts affections, would deem it
sweeter than Tie bread OF luxury in for
eign cline. Away, away, away Men
thou ht ii had ceased, this terrible exodus !;
they thought this terrible hemorrhage had
ceased to drain the likelihood Of our coun-
try But here it is, full upon US again
the walls arc, rising once more in tie very
vi age. Whole communities are quitting
forever, in sorrow and despair, a land for
which they would freely die"
Tie following instance will partly show
the condition Of that unfortunate country,
and explain the cause of SO many leaving
the homes of their fathers An Irish pa
per says that in the district of Erris, coun-
ty of Mayo, there are ten thousand people
in state of absolute destitution, and the
able bodied of both sexes are running for
their lives from the famine stricken local
iy.