r the Union of
Hearts. Yet Misther Tay Day Sullivan, not content with the management
of both England and Ireland, proposes to oust us from India! The Irish
faction will boss the wuruld from ind to ind. Begorra, they will. Tay
Day says:--

England fears for India,
For there her cruel work
Was just as foul and hateful
As any of the Turk.
But when God sends us thither
Her rule to overthrow,
With fearless hearts rejoicing
To work His will we'll go.
Stupid little England
Thinks to say us nay,
But paltry little England
Shall never stop our way.

There is a tribute of affection! There is an outpouring of loyalty!
There is an anthem to celebrate the Union of Hearts! It should be sung
round a table, Gladstonians and Irish Home Rulers hand in hand, as in
"Auld Lang Syne," and given out by Pastor W.E. Gladstone, as short
metre, two lines at a time. Why not? Stranger things are happening
every day.

Warrenpoint, July 20th.

No. 51.--THE IRISH PRESS ON "FINALITY."

Englishmen who have any doubt remaining anent Home Rule should read
the Irish Nationalist press. Those who propose to concede the measure
for the sake of peace and finality should read, mark, learn, and
inwardly digest the _United Ireland_ leader, which commences: "Let it
be pretended no more that the fate of the present Home Rule Bill is
henceforth a matter of vital interest to us," and afterwards says, "We
shall have to go on fighting--to go on fighting--without even a
temporary intermission, and whether this bill pass or not, this year
or next, or the year after, no matter what becomes of it." "Mr.
Gladstone's bill in its present form is exactly such a Central Council
as Mr. Chamberlain would have agreed to at the time of the Round Table
Conference. If it pass it can be no more than a milestone on our
march. To talk of finality any more would be simply grotesque, and yet
the Gladstonians have urged, in season and out of season, that the
bill would be nothing if not 'final, reasonably final.'" The English
Home Rulers are dealt with as severely as the most hardened Unionist
could wish. The writer speaks of their "disastrous fatuity in
consuming the whole of this session of the Imperial Parliament, and
the greater part of one or two more, over a Home Rule Bill which will
settle nothing, no, not even for three years." Disastrous fatuity is a
good phrase, an excellent good phrase, in sooth. I t