Common sense is necessarily critical in its collision with vapours, and the conscious possessors of an exclusive common sense are called on to deliver a summary verdict, nor is it an unjust one either, if the verdict be taken simply for an estimate of what is presented upon the plain surface of to-day.

Irishmen are queer fellows, never satisfied, thirsting for a shindy.

Some of them get along pretty well in America.

The air of their Ireland intoxicates them.

They require the strong hand: fair legislation, but no show of weakness.