The Irish republic. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1867-18??, 1867-06-08
Max's Empire and the Monroe Doctrine.

and his Generals"
Here ends the Empire of Macmillan the mis-
cradle 1t is gone /" like wizzled clam on sun
baked beach'-gone, like Chinese cracker on the
4th of July, leaving, certain old gentleman is
said to do, very sulphury smell behind it, BUTT
is gone without hope, wish, for It's return
It would be well for it's late Head if he had gone,
too, either back to his wretched wife at Miramar,
or to his imperial brother at Vienna, or anywhere
on earth, or off it, but where he did. That was
right into the clutches of those whom he had so
deeply and wantonly injured.
How they will dispose of him, whom penny-a-
liners call the illustrious prisoner" remains to be
seen. Perhaps they may initiate the conduct of
England-that mercifu and model power-in her
treatment of those Irish patriots who prisoners
in her hands, and set him to break stones in a
Mexican quarry, or to assist In constructing rail-
road from the capital to the sea- Or, it is earfully
possible that they may try this once what knives
ropes can do on "royal" necks; and qualify this
imperial adventurer for place among the martyred
saints of monarchy, by sending him after Charles
the First of England, and Louis the Sixteenth, of
France to present himself before the Celestial Por
ter with his head under his arm
We have tried to weep over the situation, but
were unable to manage it. And, as none of the
devils" happened to be about, we failed to secure
the assistance of onion and editorial eyes
remained alphabetically dry 1t may be wrong
to be so unfeeling but we did our best; and, we
| all know, that the best can do no more. We
resolved, however, to finish the affair decenty
as circumstances will permit. And therefore, we
hereby deposite our "caubeen'' on the ground, and
Selling our forelock-or as much is left of it
we make our very best bow-the lowest salaam
that any human "animile'' can make and continue
standing on his feet and wish his late Mexican
Majesty worse luck the next time that he and his
friends try their hands at piremaking this
American Continent.
So ends the second act Of the drama, which
opened when traitors turned their guns against the
stars and stripes floating DER Fort Sumter 1t is
impossible survey the stirring events which have
transpired from that day to this, without coming
to conclusions that consoling and Strengthening
to those who have struggled and suffered long, and
oftentmes apparently in vain, for the advancement
of human liberty. There is, and must be,
GA Providence that shapes ends
Rough hew them may"
That Providence is the God of Freedom who lives
and acts in the hearts and hands of those who
not be kept in thraldom who will infinitely prefer
to die goriousy as freemen than to live shamefuly
as slaves What do the tyrants think of their baf-
fled purposes to-day as they assemble around that
mock Exposition of industry in the capital OF
France? The per- ured despot, who forces gallant
and generous France to become the instrument OF
his iniquties the crowned courtesan who brings
blush of shame to the cheek of SPAN, and the
drunken lunatic who adorns the morality OF Eng
land with shameful intrigue with Scotch dra-
goon-what do they think to-day OF their plots
and plans, and conspirings against Republlcanlsm
in America? Napoleon, Isabella, and Victoria, are
Won nerfecty sure that YOUR heads still your