tain—-nobody feels a “salutary alarm,” nor any alarm
at all, for the menaces of England. Calling the
bloody repulse a “determined resistance” will not
mend the matter. England is down, she knows and
feels it, and, although she may give a dying kick
somewhere, her day of power is gone forever. A
short time ago it was a question of prestz'ge——it is
now a matter of trade. Her prestige is dead and
buried, and under a heavy tombstone in the Crimea.
An army of ’.I‘itan's could not remove that slab.
There it rests until the sound of the last trumpet.
It is now, we repeat, solely a matter of trade, and
it remains with the French nation to say how long
they will permit her to peddle her calico and
crockery. '

 

 

PREPARING FOR THE FRAY.

Inismum, with a sort of dim, undefined notion of
a general European outbreak, from which it was
hoped liberty would somehow thrust itself upon
them, have always been anxiously waiting for the
fray. It is now time that preparing should take the
place of waiting. So long as they hoped and pro-
phesied and petioned the enemy felt secure, believ-
ing that the forming of some new penal enactment
by the British Parliament was sufiicient to meet
such emergencies. It is only when the people or-
ganize and arm that governments show their teeth,
thereby proving that by arms alone is there any
chance of effecting a revolution in any country.

Loud is the din of preparation in the arsenals and
foundries of England, France and Germany, and
Italy, from the Adriatic to the Alps, is again “pre-
paring for the fray.” There is not a Cabinet in
Europe that does not believe in the immediate ap-
proach of a general war. The commencement of

hostilities in Morocco is a mere affair of outposts,

compared with what must soon follow; but where
the bolt may fall, or when the first signal-gun may
precipitate the onset of the already arrayed hosts,
can only be surmised. That the final contest for
the mastery in Europe will be with France and
England every one admits. France represents en-
nobling ideas, the heroism, the glory and the chiv-
311-y of ages past. England contends for the modern
policy which, under the popular designations of
progress, civilization and commerce has been shap-
ing the course of nations for the last half century.
It has made selfish, demoralised and corrupted an
extensive portion of the human race. It has cen-
tralised wealth, increased poverty, debased and
plundered labor, and laid its heavy iron hand on the
humble poor in every nation of the earth where the
red emblem of British christianily floats from a mast-
head; and even in this free country it has made its
mark. France and England represents antagonistic
principles which cannot much longer exist on the
same hemisphere, and a war is, therefore, inevitable
between these Powers. Gradually has the circle
been narrowing around the Great Briton. His in-
vincibility was rudely destroyed at Inkermann; his
false humanity was blown from the reeking can-
non’s mouth in India, and whatever prestige re-
mained utterly abolished in that Celestial brush of
the Peiho. Nevertheless the thief is “preparing
for the fray,” and will probably give some trouble
before condign punishment shall be inflicted and
restitution exacted. He knows where his weakness
lies, and so does the Pncnmx.

This English journals are sorely exercised about
Italy, and declare that no foreign government has a
right to interfere with the affairs of that country,
which is all right and proper. Money is subscribed
in England to buy arms for the Italians, but there
is not a Word about Ireland, from which a foreign
government must also be expelled, and for which
purpose rifles and pikes will be required. Let
Irishmen here and elsewhere look sharp, and lose
no time in supplying this want. “Preparing for the
fray” is much better than waiting for it; unless we
are ready to strike for our freedom at the opportune
moment, and make it impossible, or, at least, nu-
safe, for any foreign garrison to hold Ireland, French
triumph might only bring a change of masters.
Favorable circumstances may render the struggle
shorter and less desperate; but by Irish arms alone
can Ireland be ever freed. Let us not..be deelaim-
ing against foreign potentates if they do not de-
spatch armies to our aid. They may sympathize
with us, and might rejoice at our liberation, but
they can only pity or despise a nation that is able
but declines or defers to strike for its freedom. To
us it matters little who is puissant on the Rhine or
rules in the sunny Vales of Italy, or by whom Eng-
land shall be humbled or London sacked, if we are
not prepared for the coming blow. Irishmen,
wherever you may be scattered, or whatever occu-
pation may engross your time, do not forget the old
land and the opportunity w.hich is even now within
reach; and remember, above all things :

“The work that should to-day be wrought,
Defer not till tomorrow;
The aid that should within be sought,
Scorn from without to borrow.”

TI-I  I-I CE N IMX.

INSTITUTION OF MERCY.

Institution of Mercy.

have been chosen.

sion.

Mas. JAMES W. WHITE, 53 East Thirty-fourth
street, is the general directress, and with her the
following lady managers are associated :——MRs. Mon-
TIMER LIVINGSTON, N o. 4 Depau Row; Mas. J OHN MAN-
NING, 202 Madison avenue; Mas. WILLIAM E. PARSONS,
86 Christopher street; Mas. Psrsn SMITH, East Broad-
way; Mns J OHN P. Manrmor, 38 Great J ones street;
Mas. DE BIRMINGHAM, 48 West Nineteenth street;
MADAME DE Tnonsunn, 88 VVest Twenty-ninth street;
Mas. Ronsnr Pxnnow, 5 Third street; Mas. CORNELIUS
FARLEY, 165 West Forty-Second street; MISS DEVLIN,

East Fifty-seventh street and Second avenue.

most sanguine expections of its supporters.

 

RECEPTION OF DANIEL MACARTIE IN
BOSTON.

SOD.

have the freedom of Ireland at heart.

who accompanied him.
then read by Mr. J. M. Tobin:—

on account of believing that Ireland belongs to Irishmen:
BaoruEn—We give you hearty welcome.

sacred cause for which you dared and suffered.

LADIES FAIR FOR THE CHARITIES OF THE

Or all the institutions which have sprung up un-
der the aegis of Christianity, comforting the sick,
dispensing charity and ameliorating the sufferings
of the poor, none can bear comparison with the
In the squalid haunts of pov-
erty, where the voice of distress cannot reach the
afiiuent outer world, those ministering angels are
found silently, unostentatiously and and with a self-
sacrificing devotion, discharging the works ofmercy.
To promote this laudable object which so eloquent-
ly appeals to the rich for aid—to the members of
every religious persuasion and community in this
city, but more particularly to the Catholic popula-
tion of New York, the Ladies Fair will open in the
Academy of Music, on the 5th of December and
close on the 19th. For conducting the business of
the Fair, a general directress and a lady manager,
with lady associates from each of the churches,
The immediate and vitally
pressing cause of this effort arises from the fact
that the funds hitherto contributed are entirely
inadequate to the annually increasing demands
made upon this Charity, while the buildings and
grounds belonging to the Institution are so incum-
bered by debt, that, unless liberal and prompt aid
be afforded, they will be lost to the cause of bene-
volence and wrested from the hands that have been
always opened to the orphan and the friendless.
Surely it cannot be that those who have voluntarily
relinquished the pleasures of the world and the en-
dearments of society, to devote themselves to the
glory and honor of God, the spiritual and corporal
Works of mercy——the feeding of the hungry, the
clothing of the naked and the sheltering of the
sheltorless-—snrely again, we say, those spotless
agents will not in vain appeal for support and en-
couragement in the fulfillment of their divine mis-

With those again are ninety-two lady associates,
representing each of the churches in the city. Un-
der such patronage and for a purpose so holy, we
believe the result of the Fair will not disappoint the

THE Fenian Brotherhood of Boston held a general
meeting of their body at Chapman Hall, on the
evening of the 16th, for the purpose of receiving in
a befitting manner Daniel MacCartie, and of express
ing through him their fraternal sentiments towards
his brother patriots‘ in Ireland, who suffered with
him incarceration at the hands of the British garri-
The enthusiasm and zeal displayed upon the
occasion must have been gratifying to those who

The men of
Boston are alive both to the opportunity and the

necessities of the hour, and are nobly doing their
duty to the sacred cause of fatherland. When the
enthusiastic cheers had subsided which greeted the
entrance of Mr. MacCartie, John B. Moran thanked
the meeting on his behalf and that of Col. Doheny,
The following address was

To Daniel MacCartie, late a prisonerin the hands of the British

We receive you
with no less pride than gladness. It is a source of honest grati-

fication to grasp the hand that was manacled and did not trem-
ble, to look upon the face against which British power was
menacingly directed and did not blanch. You and your com-
radcs have been among the last to prove that the yearning of
Ireland for a free destiny is impcrishable. .We shared your san-
timents and watched your course, not without solicitude, and
we greet you now, not more because you hage_th_ought patrioti-
cally, dared heroically and suffered silently, than because you
have- conquered the enemy, by maintaining in its integrity the

We do not welcome you as a hero, and do not regard your
brethren as men of great achievements for what is a year's im-
prisonment, a life’s imprisonment, or life itself‘, compared to the
erd you aimed at and the hallowed purpose that inspired you?
But we feel an honest pride in you, because you vindicated in
an hour of gloom the vitality and indestructibility of true
nationality, when that sentiment was seemingly lied out of ex-
istence by the garrison, abandoned by the leaders and betrayed
by the liberal press. To crush down the lie of -°1oyalr.y”—-which
means su'mission and nothing less—was your achievement. You

good and the brave everywhere the manhood and firmness of
your whole conduct rose like stars,,of hope.

While you lay in your cells in Cork, twenty Neapolitan ex-
iles arrived there. They were “guilty” of the same crime as
you, in their country. We do not stop to enquire how far more
HOLY was your “guilt,” though it was so, or how far more false,
cruel and illegitimate the tyranny you resisted, though there is
no doubt of that; but we take your case and theirs to be the
same. When they arrived in Cork your persecutors flocked
around them, hailed them, embraced them in the name of
Liberty. The welcoming cheers must have reached your dun-
geons, and if you could believe the English enemy capable of
yet greater perfidy than you before knew, this would have fur-
nished the proof‘.

But the world heard of the welcome, while only few heard of
you. The world regarded the Neapolitans as heroes; and your
own countrymen, even those who volunteered to defend you,
called you “fools.” This was indeed hard to bear. We rejoice
it has not shaken your purpose or changed your faith. We wel-
come you most cordially and cheer you on your way. You
have an imperishable title to the respect and confidence of every
Irishman.

Signed on behalf of the Fenian Brotherhood of Boston,.

JOHN B. Morux, Chairman.
' J can M. Tonrx, Secretary.

Mr. MacCartie rose amid loud and repeated cheers, and re-
sponded as follows:——-

“I receive your welcome in the same spirit in which it is of-
fered, not as a personal tribute, but an acknowledgment that the
end at which I have been aiming seems to you a just and good
one. You do not regard as criminal ari attempt to overthrow
that hideous aristocracy which has so long‘ preyed upon our
people, nor look upon him as tainted with crime who has been
guilty of conspiring against the existing government in Ireland.
Were it otherwise I would despise you too much to value your
opinion of the course 1 have pursued or to listen to your address
of to-day. But, as in you I can recognise men who would them-
selves be prepared to encounter the same danger if a similar op-
portunity was afforded them, and who do dot view with indiffer-
ence the condition of their brothers at home; your recognition
of the slight sacrifice I have been able to make, is indeed cheer-
ing. Perhaps I may not indulge too fond a hope in thinking that
the day is not far distant when all good Irishmen will be found
united in the common brotherhoed, when they can laugh at the
silly squabbles which till then kept them from banding them-
selves together as they should. That you men of Boston will
forward this end, your address of to day is sufficient guarantee.
You will, or I mistake much, need no exhortation to persevere in
the course you have entered upon. I should be very sorry
to offer such an injustice to Ireland as to put myself forward
as a type of the manhood which still exists in the old land.———
Would to God I had in my composition but a small
portion of the daring spirit which characterizes the vast
-majority of her rebel children, those brave and devoted men
who are as earnest as ever, and who have been tried and found
as true as they are earnest. You and men of your stamp will
not too easily believe that the old faith has lost its hold on such
hearts, that they exist content in their present miserable position
or believe the fame which their fathers won sumcient to rescue
them from slavery, or give them that land which they know is
theirs by right, and which should belong to themselves alone.
Many here still calling themselves Irishmen, pretend to regard
the whole country as long since devoid of all manly spirit, not
that they are not brave—that the people were never vanquished,
but must ultimately win their own; but that some excuse for their
own criminal apathy is necessary. You may be thrown into
contact with many such; men who having slunk from the struggle
themselves, and being put to the blush by your earnestness will
sneer at your efforts and laugh at the idea that the land of their
birth can ever be raised up a young, vigorous nation. Letnone
such deceive you, neither the worth or bravery of our race has
as yet departed from us. The aristocrat who wishes to enjoy in
case the product of the poor man's labour; that bankrupt gov-
ernment which deceives the world must affect an appearance of
security which it does not feel, and the rotten middle class whose
excuse for inaction must be the worthlessness of the people, pre-
tends to think so. I can bear that testimony, which they too
could, did not the exigencies of their position force them to deny
the truth. The spirit of the land has been neither bent nor
broken, the men of to-day have all the bravery and the reckless
gallantry of their fathers. Such as these do not whine for peace,
nor think liberty too dearly purchased even at the expense of
many a hard fought field. They rather long for tlie hour when
they can follow the example of their brothers in France and
Italy, and strike a sure and telling blow at that system which
crushes them under foot. Let those who chose tell the world
that Ireland is dead. I can vouch that my countrymen but wait in
their turn for that opportunity which circumstances may shortly
afford them. True, Ireland of today has not found a voice,
her spirit does not now make itself manifest in monster meetings
and tar-barrel processions, and could not be driven into a petty
riot, even by the studied hastiness of the British Government in
the manner of our arrests. Thank God that it does not. It
still waits and watches. and may appear when least expected.

On the subject of the National Defence Fund, I say to the men
of Boston, as to those of New York, our insidious enemies have
but made use of this as an instrument to sow dissention amongst
us, and throw our ranks into disorder; but their specious
pretensions are insufiicient to screen their motives. I have
long since been made aware of the manner in which that money
was expended.) Surely no one had so good a right as we to
question the manner in which this too much talked of
fund, which has led to so much unpleasantness, was disposed of.
We have ever relied implicitly on the gentlemen who
were intrusted with its management, and have never come for-
ward to accuse them of having misappropriated it. This, I hope,
will be sufiicient to set the matter at rest once for all, and will
remove one cause, at least, which perhaps has hindered Irishmen
in this country from uniting as men should who have one com-
mon hope and aim. We have no need of self elected champions
who entered the.1ists in our name, though without our know-
ledge or consent.

Mr McCartie’s reply was received with the most enthusiastic
demonstrations of applause.

 

CoL. DonI«:Nr’s Lsorum-: IN Bos'roN.—Colonel Doheny lectured
in Boston on Friday evening, the 18th, on the Past, Present and
,Future of Ireland, to a large and cnthusiasvic audience. The
-subject, handled in an eloquent, able and earnest manner, in-

compelled the government to walk you through their own lie to l spired with fresh courage and stimulated to continued exertion
the jail, blotting it out at every stop. You stripped cowafdlce i, the friends of the old land. The good work now progresses.
of its last cowl, behind which it hides its head. You have taken , Let; us all put our shoulders to the wheel, and make knaves,
from the tongue of the skulkcr his last pretence, and to the ‘ croakers and cowards stand aside. 4

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CORRESPONDENCE.

Wnsrcnnsrsn, Co., N. Y., Nov. 12, 1859.

To run Enrron or run Pno2Iux——My Dear  Seated at a ta-
ble, after a day of toilsome manual labor, with pen in hand
and this paper before me, I have been cudgeling my brains for
the last ten minutes for words adequate to express my indigna-
tion (an indignation participated in by my fellow-workmen), at
the base, the cowardly, and above all, the treacherously lying
statements of your Chicago correspondent, “John Rorke.”

It is the foul slander of ingratitude hurled on the devoted

heads of my co-laborers, that I have, principally, to deal with .

Your eloquent correspondent would force the outward world to
believe, that, there beats no sympathetic pulse in the heart 0 I’
an humble Irishman for the trials and the sufferings Ireland’s
true patriots and noble martyrs have endured. We shall see,
I am now, for seven years and more, a toiling inhabitant o f
America, and in my wandering life through many States of the
Union, I have met, and mingled, and identified myself with al-
most all grades ot my fellow countrymen; from the executer o f‘
the magnificent mansion on the Hudson, or the marble palace o f
the Empire City——-that demanded the tasteful display and artistic
skill of the artizan—to the banks of the Potomac, or the mines
and tunnels of the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia—rcqniring
more sinew and muscle, than taste or elegance-— and in all my
travels and associations, at the convivial board, or in the work-
shops, I have found the Irish heart throb with sympathy and re-
spect for those illustrious men and their compatriots your “poor
workingman” unworthily names.

In traveling, through Virginia, last fall, I branched off several
miles from my route to visit Monticello, and pay my respects,
as in duty bound, to the grave of Jefferson, after climbing over
a gate about three feet high, hung on a rudely constructed wall,
I stood before a low, disproportioned monument, composed of
the hard, spurious granite of the mountain, I was aroused by the
entrance of half a dozen fatigued and travel—staiued individuals,
one, more haggard and careworn than the rest, approached the
monument of the drawer of the DECLARATION or Ixnsrnxnnxcs,
and laboriously. but vainly strove, for five minutes, to batter off,
with a stone, a portion of the granite as a relic; the task was a
difiicult one, as the monument is nearly circular from similar
patriotic desecrations.

Having, finally, succeeded, be carefully placed the precious
particle within the lining of his vest, near his heart, and turning
to his companions, feelingly remarked: “Ah, boys, if we were
only unamimous at home, and stand by the leaders who have-

- suffered for us, we would find a Jefferson, aye, and a Washington ,

too, to protect us and make us hapyy, instead of being the wan-
dering Gipsies we are in a strange land.”' The pathos, the
beauty, and the truth of these words sank deep into my heart,
coming from the lips of the real sufferer.

Prouder am I to grasp the labor-welted hand of my fellow
countryman, in joy or in sorrow, and wield a five pound hammer
by his side, for my daily bread, than to touch the jewelled fin-
gers of the royal pet; or

“ Than be the sleekest slave at home
That crouches to the conqueror-‘s creed!”

In a year, my dear PH(B.\‘IX, or in a month, or in a day, when
duty calls, to strike a blow for enslaved Erin. you may command
an IRISH MECHANIC.

P.S.—-Having read this letter for the satisfaction of a few fel-
low workmen, they joyfully endorse this sentiment; and one
gray haired veteran, “Terry Alt,” hopes his services will not be
declined. ‘ I. M.

CLEVELAND, Ohio, November 11, 1859.

Enrroit Pncr.I\*Ix—Deavr Sir.’-—Although a stranger to you per’
sonally, I shall forego the formality of making any apology for-
taking the liberty of addressing you a few lines. Nearly thirty
years ago. when but a mere stripling, I bade farewell to the
green fields and lovely villages of my native land. Has time or‘
distance made me cold or indifferent to that garden, girded by
the blue ring fence of Ocean, where the air broods with a holy
heaviness, and the land weeps Albion’s perverse inhumanity?
Heaven is my witness when I answer an emphatic no. Accuse
me not, dear sir, of egotism, when I say that I have devoted‘
some spare hours to the study of History. The conviction of my
mind resulting therefrom, as regards Ireland, is that the want of

unity among her sons, has been instrumental, to a great extent,
of enslaving her.

It is a lamentable fact, that from the time of the O’Rorke of ‘

Brefney, to the time of his worthy namesake of Chicago; your’
late correspondent, division among her people, has been inimi-
cal to her interest. Divide and conquer, has ever been the ty-
rants’ medium ~ unite and conquer the patriots’ creed.

Dear Sir; as your powerful pen is busily employed in vi n dica
ting the necessity of union, this seems to me a proper place to
tender to you my best regards, together with the heart-felt gra
titude of a host of others in this Forest City, who are proud 0
the position you have taken, and the eloquent and fearless
manner you sustain it. It is an incontrovertible fact, that the
English press and people, has maligned, traduced, and misrepre-
sented Irishmen and everything appertaining to Ireland, since
the time of Giraldus Cambrensis, to the last issue of the London
Tmzes. To the Irishman who loves his native land, the study of‘
her History, from the reign of the Second Henry, to the present
time. must be a work of pain and morlification, in view of the
fact that she lay prostrate at the feet of the English dominion
for so many centuries—in view of the fact that she has been
plundered by this ruthless robber. Yes; Ireland has suffered
crueltics, inflicted by the English government unparalleled in
the annals of savage barbarity.

Yes,perfidious, blond-stained government of England, I charge
you with making it u treusonable oflence to speak the language of
my forefathers; I charge you with making it English law that
killing an Irishman was no murder. Indeed. to the student of
History, such charges as these are, alas, too plenty. I shall, how-
ever, makc but one more at present. In the reign of the First
Edward, it was decreed that the violator of female chastity, if
his victim were proved to be an Irishwoman, was not to be pun-
ished.

This is the government that has taken Ireland under her care,
to elevate, moralise, and christianise her. To such a compound
of hypocrisy, treachery, and cruelty, the annals of Ancient or
Model I) History presents no parallel; and if there be one Irish-
man on God’s footstool who wouldanot be willing to use every
means in his power, to annihilate the giantrobber; if one such
man there be, I pity and despise him: pily him for his imbccility-»
despise him for his want of fidelity to as holy a cause as ever en-
gaged lhe time or attention of man.

"Where’s the slave so so lowly,
Condemned to chains unholy,
Who, could he burst
I-lis bonds at first,
Would pine beneath them slowly."

But why repine for the past? let me -.n..... L I --