“Vo, Vo, Vo!" the old man cried,

And wring his hands in sorrow,
“Pray lead me in asthora muchree,

And I'll go home to-morrow.
My 'peace is made'-l'll calmly leave

This world so cold and dreary,
And you shall keep my pipes and dog,

And pray for Caoch O'Leary.''

With “Pinch," I watched his bed that night,

Next day, his wish was granted;
He died-and Father James was brought,

And the Requiem Jass was chanted, -
The neighbors came ;-we dug his grave,

Near Eily, Kate, and Mary,
And there he sleeps his last sweet sleep, --
God rest you, Caoch O'Leary.

J. Keegan.

OLD TIMES AND NEV.

1

'Twas in my easy chair at home,

About a week ago,
I sat and puiled my light-cigar,

As usual, you must know.

I mused upon the Pilgrim flock,

Whose luck it was to land
Upon almost the only Rock

Among the Plymouth sand.
In my mind's eye, I saw them leave

Their weather beaten bark-
Before them spread the wintry wilds,

Behind, rolled Ocean dark.

A tear unbidden filled one eye,

My smoke had filled the other One sees strange sights at such a time,

Which quite the senses bother.

I knew I was alone-but lo!

(Let him who dares, deride me ;) I looked, and drawing up a chair, Down sat a man beside me.

His dress was ancient, and his air,

Was somewhat strange and foreign; He civilly returned my stare,

And said, “I'm Richard Warren.

6. You'll find my name among the list

Of hero, sage and martyr, Who, in the Mayflower's cabin, signed

The first New England charter.

“I could some curious facts impart

Perhaps, some wise suggestionsBut then I'm bent on seeing sights,

And running o'er with questions."

“Ask on," said I; “I'll do my best

To give you information, Whether of private men you ask,

Or our renowned nation."

Says he, “First tell me what is that

In your compartment narrow, Which seems to dry my eye balls up,

Aud scorch my very marrow.”

His finger pointed to the grate,

Upon a pipe just overhead

I turned a little screw.
When forth, with instantaneous flash,

Three streams of lightning flew.

Uprose my guest: “Now Heaven me save,”

Aloud he shouted; then, “Is that hell fire ?" Tis gas,” said I,

“We call it hydrogen.” Then forth into the fields we strolled;

A train came thundering by, Drawn by the snorting iron steed

Swifter than eagles ily.

Rumbled the wheels, the whistle sbrieked,

Far streamed the smoky cloud; Echoed the hills, the valleys shook,

The flying forest bowed.

Down on his knees, with hand upraised

In worship, Warren fell; “Great is the Lord our God," cried he;

“He doeth all things well.

“I've seen his chariots of fire,

The horsemen, too, thereof; Oh may I ne'er forget his ire,

Nor at his threatenings scoff.”

"Rise up, my friend, rise up,” said I,

“ Your terrors all are vain, That was no chariot of the sky,

'Twas the New York mail train."

We stood within a chamber small

Men came the news to know From Worcester, Springfield and New York,

Texas and Mexico.

“I mean the thing upon two legs,

With feathers on its licad-
A monstrous lump below its waist

Large as a feather-bed.

“It has the gift of speech, I hear;

But sure it can't be human !!! “My amiable friend,” said I,

That's what we call a woman !" “A woman! no_it cannot be."

Sighed lic, with voice that faltered :
“I loved the women in my day,

But oh ! they're strangely altered.”
I showed him then a new machine

For turning eggs to chickens-
A labor-saving hennery,

That beats the very dickens !
Thereat he strongly grasped my hand,

And said, “? Tis plain to see
This world is so transmogrified

'Twill never do for me.

“Your telegraphs, your railroad-trains,

Your gas lights, friction matches,
Your hump-backed women, rocks for coal,

Your things which chickens batches,
“Ilave turned the earth so upside down,

No peace is left within it;'*
Then whirling round upon his heel,
He vanished in a minute.

A. C. Spooner.

INVECTIVE AGAINST MR. FLOOD, (1783).

It is not the slander of an evil tongue that can defame me. I maintain my reputation in public and in private life. No man who has not a bad character can ever say that I deceived; no country can call me chcat. But I will suppose such a public character.

I will suppose such a man to have existence. I will begin with his character in its political cradle, and I will follow him to the last state of political dissolution. I will suppose him, in the first stage of his life, to have been intemperate; in the second, to have been corrupt; and in the last, seditious; that after an envenomed attack upon the persons and measures of a succession of viceroys, and after much declamation against their illegalities and their profusion, he'took office, and became a supporter of government when the profusion of ministers had greatly increased, and their crimes multiplied beyond example. At such a critical moment, I will suppose this gentleman to be cor rupted by a great sinecure office to muzzle his declama. tion, to swallow his invectives, to give his assent and vote to the ministers, and to become a supporter of gov. ernment, its measures, its embargo, and its American war, I will suppose, that with respect to the Constitution of his country, that part, for instance, which regarded the Mutiny Bill, when a clause of reference was introduced, whereby the articles of war, which were—or hereafter might bc-passed in England, should be current in Ireland without the interference of Parliament-when such a clause was in view, I will suppose this gentleman to have absconded. Again, when the bill was made perpetual, I will suppose him again to have absconded; but a year and a half after the bill had passed, then I will suppose this gentleman to have come forward, and to say that your Constitution had been destroyed by the Per petual Bill.

With respect to commerce, I will suppose this gentleman to have supported an embargo wbich lay on the country for three years, and almost destroyed it; and when an address in 1778, to open her trade, was propounded, to remain silent and inactive. In relation to three fourths of our fellow-subjects, the Catholics, when a bill was introduced to grant them rights of property and religion, I will suppose this gentleman to have come forth to give bis negative to their pretensions.

With regard to the liberties of America, which were inseparable from ours, I will suppose this gentleman to have been an enemy, decided and unreserved; that he voted against her liberty, and voted, moreover, for an address to send four thousand Irish troops to cut the