Not one pronounced that terrible anathema against shedding a single drop of blood, which afterwards became the canon of peaceful men.

Nay, if memory be not very treacherous, amidst that roar was loudly distinguishable the voice of him who on an after day, yet to be spoken of, cursed from God's altar those who wished to realise his simulated aspirations and in the endeavour had forfeited their lives.

A doggerel ballad had been written for the occasion by Thomas Davis, to the air of the "Gallant Tipperary," over which himself and his friends afterwards indulged in many a hearty laugh.

One verse runs as follows:-- The music's ready, the morning's bright, Step together left, right, left, right, We carry no gun, Yet devil a one But knows how to march in Tipperary O! By twelves and sixteens on we go, Rank'd four deep in close order O! For order's the way To carry the day, March steadily, men of Tipperary O! It is here introduced as a proof and a justification of what has been stated in reference to one great object of the projectors of the monster meetings.

Possibly it will be said that this is an admission of the truth of a charge frequently urged by Mr.O'Connell against the _Nation_ and its writers, namely, that they having intentions of which he knew nothing, had committed him to breaches of the law, of which he was not only not guilty but not cognisant, but which by a perversion of judgment were given in proof against him at the celebrated State Trials.