. Punch . know whatto do with her. It is quite clear that he doesnot understand her case. He began by anti-phlogistic treatment—to wit, the State Prosecu-tions—and now he is trying the MaynoothSoothing Syrup, which some call Bobbys is mere empiricism ; no better than whatmight be expected from Hollow ay or Old the Premier practise on principle, if heknows what that is. But in fact, the case ofIreland would puzzle any state-doctor but Punch, who, amongst manyother notions, has one for her pacification, which he hereby offers tothe Conservatives and all others whom it may co


. Punch . know whatto do with her. It is quite clear that he doesnot understand her case. He began by anti-phlogistic treatment—to wit, the State Prosecu-tions—and now he is trying the MaynoothSoothing Syrup, which some call Bobbys is mere empiricism ; no better than whatmight be expected from Hollow ay or Old the Premier practise on principle, if heknows what that is. But in fact, the case ofIreland would puzzle any state-doctor but Punch, who, amongst manyother notions, has one for her pacification, which he hereby offers tothe Conservatives and all others whom it may concern, if they will haveit. His suggestion is as follows : — He would advise them to get up a Joint Stock Company, for the pur-pose of negotiating with Mr. Daniel OConnell a sale of the whole Irishpeople. As the Repeal agitation cannot last for ever, and as it maybe difficult to get up any other humbug, a good round sum in the lumpmay prove an adequate temptation. Instead, therefore, of voting money. to Maynooth, vote a consideration to Daniel OConnell. So sure willthis plan for the tranquillisation of Ireland be to answer, that Punch con-siders that by merely proposing it, he has cut Tom Steele out, and willtherefore trouble that gentleman to return to him the title of Head Paci-ficator of Ireland. THE OLD SCHOOL OF COMIC SONG. Mr. Punch, Whenever the opportunity of exercising a peculiar talent isentirely cut off, there is something unwholesome in the state of affairs,provided, of course, the employment of the talent be consistent withmorality and good order. Now, Sir, I especially complain of the extinc-tion of the old school of comic song. For the talent belonging to thisprecise class of lyrical composition I see no opening whatever. Theold comic song was a thing quite per se. With the modern punningsong, alluding to topics of the day, it had nothing to do—still lesswith that unmeaning jabbering affair, the buffo of Italian breed. Theold comic song, Sir, was a descri


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