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we might escape the difficulty; but he, perplexing economist, vehemently maintains that the Irish church is a corporation, and that all corporate property belongs to the people at large, so that we have nothing left but to choose our horn of his dilemma-either the Irish people have no share in the public property of the united kingdom, or the Irish people do not exist at all. Liar and idiot as he is, we almost believe him. If we were fit to be called a people, the nobility and gentry of England dare not tolerate this poor wretch's foot-ball play with our name and interests, under the sanction of their patronage. The base coinage of Wood was not more insolently imposed on us than the spurious dogmas of these hired utterers. We do not seek to conceal that we are seriously indignant, not with the writer, but with those whose instruction and guidance have regulated the tone he was to assume, and the sophism he was to employ. We tell these Whig lords and gentlemen that the tone must be altered, or that they must prepare themselves to hear ungracious sentiments in return. We tell them, that although their fraudulent prostitution of our franchise has thrown the chief representation of Ireland into the hands of men whose vulgarity and impotence may serve them for a scorned, though useful, foil in the chapel of St. Stephen's, that there are gentlemen in the mansion houses of Ireland, scholars in the courts of her colleges, knights and dignitaries in the stalls of her cathedrals, and orators and penmen wherever genius has found a voice in either island, who can, if goaded by a course of such taunting insult, make themselves be heard and feared too, in another place. We can sympathise with men who, seeing the evils of society, and believing themselves able to alleviate or counteract them by certain changes, venture on their course of reform with moderation and consistency: but when we see men professing to be actuated by these benevolent intentions, and bound by declarations innumerable to pursue their accomplishment with humility and candour, prosecuting views every day different, by means every day more violent and dishonest-plundering and reviling, without mercy, all who do not agree with them in opinion-joining Romish infallibility to latitudinarian licentious

ness urging principles the most opposite, in the same breath, and exercising alternately the smiling dissimulation of swindlers, and the unmasked rapacity of highwaymen, we can extend no sympathy to their difficulties, no pity to their disgrace or danger.

This country was prosperous before their influence began; we understood our situation, and our Roman Catholic fellow-subjects knew that we were sincere in our belief of national ruin attending concession to their claims. Though they were determined to defeat us, they knew, and we may say in some measure respected, the motives of our opposition. The Whig came and offered all they asked. By his help they have gained the privilege of being a despised minority, whose character of illiterate and unreasonable worthlessness is made an argument against us both; but, for the fulfilment of the other stipulations-for freedom from the burthen of tithe, and entrance on the estates of the Protestant church, they have a stricter tithe than ever, and the only portion of the church lands from which they were deriving a certain interest, debarred that profitable occupation. They are enraged and indignant. We do not wonder at it. They would be either more or less than men if they were not. They may accuse us of tyranny and oppression while in power, but they must acquit us from any charge of duplicity or treacherous connivance. We never purchased their help in time of need, by promises dishonoured when the help had been effectual. We never encouraged them to break the law, and when the law had been broken to our satisfaction, turned approvers and arrested our own accomplices. There is some good in every evil. The Roman Catholics of Ireland have learned, that Protestant ascendancy is not much more hateful after all than Whig economy. That a man may be an Orangeman, and neither a flatterer nor a betrayer; that a Protestant gentleman may hate the Pope, and yet be a more honest Irishman than the most

abject truckler to the priest, and most scornful vituperator of the people.

But to return to the Companion to the Newspaper, which, after this lucid explanation of the two great acts of coercion and church reform for Ireland, concludes its notice of that portion of

the United Kingdom with auspicious auguries of the success of the new Grand and Petty Juries' Bills; and having justified the abolition of colonial slavery, the new act for the government of India, and the new charter to the Bank, and severely castigated the agitation for repeal of the house and window taxes, the Baker's verdict, and the cool proposal of Mr. Faithfull, proceeds, after a clinical episode on the influenza, to justify the latitudinaire milieu all over the world.

The extraordinary principles exhibited in the Manifesto's comment on the conduct of the French government, in interfering with Bergeron and Benoist, who were charged with shooting at the King, or being concerned in the shot said to have been fired at him, induce us to extract a portion for comparison with the sentiments expressed with regard to the affair in Coldbath Fields: The Paris juries have evidently adopted the principle that attacks upon a government, merely by words or writing, are no proper subjects of punishment, however decided or violent; and perhaps they are in the right. If they are in the wrong, they would be much more likely to be set right by the publications (or words) alleged to be dangerous being allowed to work a little of the mischief with which they are supposed to be fraught, and thus to prove by the evidence of facts that it was not safe to tolerate them." It would have been much better, then, for our government to have allowed the words of the speakers in Coldbath Fields, "to have worked a little of the mischief with which they are supposed to be fraught," and not to have interrupted the speaker, "when he had not spoken more than three or four sentences," in the truly illiberal manner they did: and when the coroner's jury had evidently adopted the principle that attacks upon a government merely by words or writing were no proper subjects of punishment, however decided or violent," and had applied this principle to justify the orator defending himself from violence, while engaged in such an attack, it would have been much better for government not to have "persevered in this contest with its opponents, on the floors of the courts of law," but to have allowed the verdict of "justifiable homicide" to remain unquashed, and

the Baker's jury to remain unnoticed by those who sneer so bitterly at the "crowner's quest law of the "patriots." But, however strange it may appear, we are, in this application of the principles put forward by the Manifesto in the case of the Frenchmen, totally at variance with the conclusions to which the same work comes in this case. Contempt the most aristocratic is the portion of the public and the Bakers, applause and sympathy unbounded the share of the police and the solicitor-general.

But although French principles will not apply to the words spoken in Coldbath Fields and their consequences, they are well adapted to the cases of Taylor the Atheist, and the emmissaries of the Saint Simonian Society of Paris. The one not only advocates a pure republican government on earth, but, we for a moment shrink from the unimaginable blasphemy, a pure republican equality of all in heaven, and this to many hundred hard-working and hard-thinking auditors, once a week or oftener, in Theobald's Road. The others address much more respectable and numerous audiences, and inculcate uninterrupted the community of goods, rights, and women, to the sounds of lascivious music, each Sabbath, in Charlotte street. No police with their batons burst in on the abominable mysteries, block up all passages of escape, and beat to mummies the congregated wretches, trampling women under foot, and striking the faces of young girls with their clenched fistsno quiet tradesmen quake behind their counters with apprehension of being held up to infamy for giving their conscientious verdict on the body of a stabbed assailant-no court of king's bench prepared to nullify the dangerous precedent-no, no, let Taylor, in the hearing of three hundred admiring mechanics, declare himself the equal of his Creator, let the other wretches preach prostitution to five hundred females hitherto honest-government must not here oppose itself to the propagation of liberal sentiment. Why multiply contradictions and misrepresentations from this unreasonable and unmanly partizan? Why contrast the sneer at "the production of a daughter by the Duchess of Berri," with the sympathetic description of the Queen Regent of Spain, "a princess, herself

a young woman, with her infant daughter in her arms," a sight which must “move our commiseration," and determine us, at one glance, on upset ting the Spanish Salic law? Why dwell on Don Pedro's right to the crown of Portugal becoming questionable as his baffled troops faint before the heights of Santarem, or on the insulting tone of patronage extended to the "brave Belgians," and the apologetic deprecation of Russian displeasure? He who asserts that a million and a half is less than nothing, and describes the juste milieu as having but one extreme, (p. 215) needs no further

exposure.

One word at parting to the Whigs. This supplement to the Companion is acknowledged to be their Manifesto for the past year. Its tone must disgust all readers, except those of their own party, nay, many gentlemen even of their own party must recoil in loathing from the shallow flippancy of its insolence. Its mis-statements and errors of argument must expose it to the contempt of all clear headed men, and as its employers, they cannot fail to receive a portion of the disgrace incurred by their organ. We entreat them, since

they are in authority, and since whatever awaits us for good or for evil is likely to be brought about for some time through their instrumentality, not to alienate farther the respect, and consequently the good will and assistance, of the rest of the nation, by persevering in the employment of means so miserably inadequate to their reputable defence. If they can vindicate their past conduct, and show good cause for the course they contemplate, let them return to the old manly Apology in a respectable shape, and done by a scholar and a gentleman. Let them circulate it gratis if they must have their measures canvassed by men who cannot spend a shilling in satisfying themselves of their own politics. Let them begin their session with something worthy their pretension, and we will treat it with the consideration due the Manifesto of the rulers of the United Kingdom; but as for their creature whom we have been handling, we would again entreat them to put a stop to his insolence and absurdity, which have already brought them into odium, and which, if persevered in, may, perhaps, bring them into danger.

STANZAS FOR MUSIC.

Although a sparkling smile may play
Around my lips to-night,

'Tis only a reflected ray

From hearts more free and light.

Bright as an Iris-and as brief

Joy's sun a moment glows!

Whilst dark and deep the tide of grief

Thro' morn and midnight flows!

Beneath the silver moon's bright beam
Asphalte's wave seems clear!
Thus-o'er my brow a smile may gleam
When all within is drear!

And if upon my cheek to-night
A flush of joy may bloom,
'Tis but the dying taper's light
That glimmers o'er a tomb!

THE RETROSPECT OF THE REFORMED.

Sed revocare gradum-
Hoc opus, hic labor est.

'Tis vain-experience tells how vain-when pleasure has been wooed, And reason shews at last how false a phantom was pursued,

To think that though we loathe the bowl which youth had raised to drain, The healthful cup of innocence can be enjoyed again.

We may arise and shake us from the goblin-dream of guilt,

And smile upon the sights we've seen-the feelings we have felt,
But in the clear, unclouded day the spectres re-appear,

And draw across the palsied sense their shadowy robe of fear.

The swelling ocean still may rear his awful crest, and play,
And light along the mountain-side the dancing sunbeam stray,-
Full in the smile of nature-once our happiness-we sigh,
And turn in spirit dark away, opprest with things gone by.

'Tis true our heart is touched-reformed ;-the wanton is cast forth, And closed are our repentant ears to all unhallowed mirth, The boon-companions thrust aside, and friends embraced again

But where is youth's untutored warmth ?-alas! 'tis sought in vain.

We may have loved-and then forgot, and plunged amidst the crowd, And wassailled high to drown the cry that called to us aloud,

And then have struggled, glutted, from the honey of excess,

And fain would love again—'tis vain-Love claims the first caress.

We now perhaps can act the part 'twas nature once to do,
And vow with all the vehemence of practice to be true,
But, oh! 'tis not the love that Angels look upon, and bless―
It wants the anguish in defeat-the heaven in success!

The heart no more will dye the cheek in colours of its truth,
And rigid sits the smile upon the playful lips of youth,
And we are changed-we question why-we question how-alas!
We're answered in the voice of time-the shadows as they pass!

Oh no, we cast our crimes away, indignant of the chain,
And, galled with bondage, madly strive to grasp the past again-
Both both are gone.-The most vouchsafed to him whose trial's o'er,
Is, not to suffer to enjoy he dare not look for more!

ADVENA.

MAÎTRE CORNELIUS.

CHAPTER III.

THE ROBBERY OF THE DUKE OF BAVARIA'S JEWELS.

It was about nine o'clock in the morning of the day which succeeded that on which the events recorded in the last chapter took place, that Louis XI. as he was coming out of his chapel at Plessis lez Tours, after having heard mass, found his goldsmith, Master Cornelius, waiting in the way for him.

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"Well met, gossip," said the king, hastily adjusting his hat upon his head. Sire," cried the Fleming, "I would willingly give a thousand golden crowns to obtain one moment's audience of your majesty. I have at last discovered the villain who stole the chain of rubies and all the jewels of

"Let us see that," interrupted the king, as he went away into the court of the Plessis, followed by his goldsmith, Coyctier his physician, Oliver le Daine, and the captain of his Scotch guard.

"Come, tell us the whole affair. What! shall we have another hanging match after your fashion-Hollo, Tristan."

The provost marshal, who just then happened to be walking to and fro in the court, approached with slow steps and an air of importance, like a dog waddling along in full consciousness of his own fidelity.

The group stopped under a tree, and the king having thrown himself upon a seat, the courtiers ranged themselves around him in a circle, while Cornelius, without loss of time, commenced his story.

"Sire," cried he, "a pretended Fleming so craftily insinuated himself into my family

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Pasque Dieu! he must be the devil himself," said the king, shaking his head.

"Oh, doubtless, Sire," replied the other, “but I am not quite certain that he would not have taken even your sacred majesty in his toils. How

would it be possible for me to entertain any distrust of a poor wretch, who came to me with a recommendation from Oosterlinck, a man who had placed a hundred thousand livres in my hands; nay, I'd lay my life rather, that the signature of the Jew, which the fellow shewed me, was a counterfeit. However, Sire, be that as it may, this very morning I discovered that I have been plundered of those jewels which your majesty admired so much-ah! they were so precious. They have been all-all stolen from me, Sire. Holy Virgin! to steal the jewels of the Duke of Bavaria! The sacrilegious rascals respect nothing. They will, of a certainty, steal your majesty's kingdom, if you don't keep a sharp look out. Well, I ascended, without loss of time, into the chamber where I had left my apprentice the night before, who, of a surety, is a master hand at robbery. This time, at all events, we shall not fail in sufficient proofs. The rascal unscrewed the lock of the door; but when he returned back to his room, as the moon was not shining, he could not find all the screws to replace them, and, accordingly, when I entered the apartment I had the good fortune to find one of them under my foot. He was fast asleep-the villain, he had good reason to be fatigued. My good lords, only conceive, the fellow entered into my cabinet through the chimney. To-morrow, nay, with God's blessing, this very evening, I will have that securely grated one always learns something even from robbers. I found a ladder of silk about his person; and his clothes-which were all soiled and sooty-plainly indicate the course he took upon the roof and down the chimney. His plan was, without doubt, to remain in my house until he had drained it of every sons, the daring rascal! Well, well, where has he hidden my jewels, though that's

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