"O Jane, wat news for the poor Ile of Hearin! I ort to say hes a Sergent in the Cunstabulabulary Force and as sich knows every thing-& he says there's a breaking out at sum place that begins with Killin; its only a small Villige, but you know very bad erupshuns begins with little spots. I was too flurrid to ketch the particlers, but theres a reglar rebellion, & Lord nose how many thowsand Irish all harmed with sithes a-going to take the field. And theyre to take Dublin & to plow up the Fenix Park & repeal King Williams statute, & raise the Pigeon House down to the ground. In short he says the Police apprehends every thing thats bad. Theres news and Thady not come home yet! If he jines the disinfected I shall be misrable. I must go and look up Thady, so Adeu in haste,

"Your luving Sister,

"ELLINOR *

"P.S. Thady is just come in dredfully up in his spirrits, witch confirms the truth. He is as close as wax tho about it, & only says its a grate Day for Ireland, but theres rebelling in his very looks, & the way he wistles & snaps his fingers, and walks up & down the room like Marchin & keeping step. He longs & means he does to jine in the skrimmage, & lord help him if he does wether he gets shot or slashed or took Prisonner for the Law nevar spares Inn Serjeants. If he does jine them I shall go mad. But wat am I to do for hes as willful & hobstinate as an Irish Pig, witch wont be driv in the right road & witch makes their Pork so dangerus to eat its so apt to go the wrong way.

"P.S.S. More allarms! Sich drummins & fifing, and trumpiting, and prancing of horses, & rumblin of cannons, And Thady rubbing his hands & grinning & looking happy enuff to drive one delirius! O Jane, never marry into a civil

warring Fammily! And wats wus, he wont listen to a janting Car to go off with tho we're sitting as I may say on Barrils of Gunpowder & red hot Pokers!"

“Dear Jane,

No. II.

From the same to the same.

"This is to say I am safe & well. No thenks to the Rebeling for the very day after I rit my last it broke out. But Guvernment having had timely notis the Millitary was all Mustard, and very strong. And no dout would have cominitted dredful slorter of the pore miss guided cretures, if they hadn't been misgided themselves by a traterus wretch as undertook to lead them the rite road. Insted of witch he led them clean contrary into a peacable common full of geese & asses so that nothin actionable took place xcept givin the guide a sound floggin. If the sogers had quarterd him on the spot it would have served him rite, But thenk Provedins wat was ment for our ruin was our preservin! It seems wen the rebbels come to Donny Brook they halted & drew up in order of Battel for a fite with the troops witch in course did not arive. You may gudge how that tride their Irish tempers & in partickler in such a famus spot for fiting and connected with Shillallyin Associations ever since the creation. So after waitin as long as they could & no signs of a skrinimage till their patience was wore out entirely with the disappintment, the Rebbels fell a fiting among themselves, the rite wing agin the left, & then both jining together atackt the center boddy & gave each other sich routs & got so

dissipated that they quite defeated themselves, and so there's an end of the Irish Rebellion. Praise goodness Thady wasn't there, having a Job on a house top, and I took away the ladder.

"I am, dear Susan,

"Your loving Sister,
"ELLINOR

A SONG FOR THE MILLION.

ON WILHELM'S METHOD.

THERE'S a Music aloft in the air
As if Cherubs were humming a song,
Now it's high, now it's low, here and there,
There's a Harmony floating along!
While the steeples are loud in their joy,
To the tune of the bells' ring-a-ding,
Let us chime in a peal, one and all,

For we all should be able to sing

Hullahbaloo !

We are Chartists, Destructives and rogues,
We are Radicals, Tories, and Whigs,
We are Churchmen, Dissenters, what not,
We are asses, curs, monkeys and pigs,
But in spite of the slanderous names
Partisans on each other will fling.
Tho' in concord we cannot agree,
Yet we all in a chorus may sing

Hullahbaloo !

We may not have a happy New Year,
Be perplex'd by all possible ills-
Find the bread and the meat very dear,
And be troubled with very hard bills—
Yet like linnets, cock-robins and wrens,
Larks, and nightingales joyous in Spring,
Or the finches saluting their hens,
Sure we all should be able to sing

Hullahbaloo !

We may have but a Lilliput purse,
And the change in the purse very small,
And our notes may not pass at the Bank,
But they're current at Exeter Hall!
Then a fig for foul weather and fogs!
And whatever Misfortune may bring,

If we go to the dogs-like the dogs

In a pack we are able to sing

Hullahbaloo !

Though the coat may be worn with a badge—

Or the kerchief no prize for a prig―

Or the shirt never sent to the wash

There's the Gamut for little and big!

O then come, rich and poor, young and old,
For of course it's a very fine thing,
Spite of Misery, Hunger, and cold,
That we all are so able to sing

Hullahbaloo !

There are Demons to worry the rich,
There are monsters to torture the poor,

There's the Worm that will gnaw at the heart, There's the Wolf that will come to the door! We may even be short of the cash

For the tax to a queen or a king,

And the broker may sell off our beds,
But we still shall be able to sing

Hullabaloo !

There's Consumption to wither the weak,
There are fevers that humble the stout-
A disease may be rife with the young,
Or a pestilence walking about-
Desolation may visit our hives,
And old Death's metaphorical sting
May dispose of the dearest of wives,
But we all shall be able to sing

Hullahbaloo !

We

may

farm at a very high rent,
And with guano manure an inch deep,
We may sow, whether broadcast or drill,
And have only the whirlwind to reap;
All our corn may be spoil'd in the ear,
And our barns be ignited by Swing,
And our sheep may die off with the rot,
But we all shall be able to sing

Hullahbaloo !

Our acquaintance may cut us direct,
Even Love may become rather cold,
And a friend of our earlier years
May look shy at the coat that is old: