The Herald of Wales. — 1888-12-29 (Swansea, West Glamorgan, Wales)

CONNELL ON THE OBANGEHEN.  So rancorous, so malignant, so mercenary, and, alas ! so sanguinary a party never yet cursed a country, or was inflicted as a malediction on a tried nation. Blessed be the will of God I Ile has punished the people of Ireland by the protracted rule of the most base, treacherous, and truculent faction that ever appeared on the face of the earth,and that faction is, you perceive from their late exhibitions, as fresh in the career of religious rancour and party malignity as if tbey began only yesterday. Yea,they were murderers from the beginning, and they are as ready for ^tbe extermination of the Irish people as if no victim had been ever yet sacrificed to the bloody Moloch of politico-religious ascendancy. Any other party ' would have blushed for shame at the avowal of the murderous designs which were openly proclaimed at the recent Orange meetings. But no, their souls arm so hardened, and so accustomed to the avowed desire of practical cruelty, that they do not affect to conceal their wishes to make Ireland once more a desert, and to irrigate her plains with the blood of her inbabitants.—Corresporidence of Daniel O'Connell, tAe Liberator.  A short time ago • lady wrote,about Emerson, thee was the indefatigable "keeper of • diary." The minpositor gravely informed the reader that Emerson was the indefatigable 'heifer of • dairy." Trestelle, after lighting a: Tuscan cigar, pulls• horrible grintataa and calls out to his servant : '• Etonian° ! wherever did you get this horrid cigar!" 'Out of the box in the sittiniproom, :sir." "Stupid fellow, have you forgotten that I only keep that box for visitors V  A clergyman, who owed his situation to 'a titled patron rather than to his abilities, in visiting his parishioners for the purpose of catechising them, asked one old stern Presbyterian, "Who made Paul a preacher?" "It wasna the Marquis," replied the old man, with • grim smile and a shake of the head. A one-legged Welshman named Jones was pew: successful in bantering an liishman, when the latter asked him, "How did you come to lose your leg'" "Well," said Jones, "on examining my pedigree and looking up my descent, I found that there was some Irish blood in me, and becoming convinced that it had rattled in that left leg, I had it cut off at once." "Be W.. powers," said Pat, "it would have been a bother thing had it settled in your head." Customer (to grocer's boy) : "Proprietor in?* Boy "Yes, sir; he is in the back room reading the society papers." Customer : 'ls he a society man ? " Boy: "No, sir, but he's got lots of swell customers, And he wants to find out when they're coming back to town. He's wary anxious to see some of 'ern." He was • grave college prof esaor, and he was enjoy. ing the air on one of the wharves. "Do you rIATI Y mackerel?" he asked of a hardy fisherman. " Well," the son of Neptune replied, "we seen some." " Pardon, young man " exclaimed the man if letters, "you mean you saw some." "Not by a ~ornful," replied the fisherman. "Who ever heard of sawing fish? We split 'em, sir, we split ern, but we never saw 'am." The man of the college seemed, ins stified. Be tamed awn' wed gilitod s he 4111"-"1" ei the aiitals.