TI-IE PI-ICENI.X.

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WHAT ABOUT IRELAND?

IN the grand muster of European nationalities
and the great struggle for freedom which
rapidly approach, shall there be one gap un-
filled, one flag unseen, which has as many
wrongs to avenge, and as many glorious memo-
ries to evoke as any historic banner of them all ?
What about Ireland?

Mid the din and clamor of the fratricidal war
already inaugurated in this land, in the hot race
for ephemeral notoriety, in the greedy clutch-
ings for base pelf, in _the Charybdis of mad
excitement, whither so many thousands heed-
lessly rush, shall the men of our o.wn race think
not of former obligations, abandon previous
duties, and desert the flag which, in the face of
dark treacheries, and deep disasters, was
never yet dishonored, :and was ever and ever,
handed down to us, unfurled, by the gallant
men of the past ? Shall conscience not whisper
unto them-—-what about Ireland ? In the camp,
or in the field, will not some “ still small voice”
demand—has the battle yet been bravely
fought,

“_Where Shannon, and Barrow, and Blackwater‘ flow.”

"Have you done your duty to the Green Isle?

Is she not yet enslaved, or doth the chaplet of‘

freedom encircle her noble brow? Have the
vampire brood, that preyed upon her Vitals, been
crushed out, or doth landlord rapine still desolate
the land ?—What about Ireland ?

Will not the picture of devastated Donegal,
Wasted Partry, levelled homesteads, blackened
walls, and smoking roof-trees rise up occasion-
ally? Shall not the bitter anguish of the old,
the youngand the helpless victims of extermi-
nation, crowiling around the poor-house gate,
cowering before their 'Worships of the Bar-
room, and piteously interceding with the
relieving ofiicer, suggest the question ?—what
about Ireland ?'

Amfd the roll"'of the drum, the tramping of
squads. the drilling of companies, the arranging
of regiments, the battle of cltrmters, the scheming
for appropriations, the screaming of extras, the
flaming of bulletins and the latest from Wash-
ington, there are many here still who only ask :
what about Ireland? I,

' It is time to answer the question." i In Ireland
a war of ruthless eviction is waged by the land-
lords, in every part of the kingdom. In Kill-_
kenny, in Armagh, in Donegal, in Meath——in
every parish of Ireland, in short, the sheriff
and the Crowbar Brigade are busy in the Work
of thinning out the people and laying waste the
land. Emigration from Sligo, Mayo, Tippe-
rary, Waterford, Kerry and Louth, has been
reported in the local press as fearfully increas-
ing, so that, in two years of such unchecked
operations, it might be said that Ireland would
be virtually obliterated from. the map of distinct
nationalities. d ‘ .' .,

On the other ‘side, the nationalists who have
never struck their colors, who have determined
to save the ship" or go down with it, are in-
creasing their ranks, binding their strength,
collecting their forces, and preparing for the
final struggle. Their flag shall be first borne
against the enemy of Ireland. Having dis-
charged that foremost of obligations, it shall be
at the service of every oppressed nation in the
World. Let our Phoenix flag, at all events, be
preserved for the misty vales and green hills of
“ holy Ireland,” for to her service it is consecrated
by the unswerving patriotism of the present and
the heroic deeds of the past.

"go.-

Wideawakes to the Rescue.

   

PEOPLE are anxiously"enq'uiring about the Knights of
the Lantern and Cape, but find it impossible to discover
their whereabouts. Search has been made in Washington
-—not there. Search at each military rendezvous—uot
there. Search in barracks and cantonments-—not there.
Some one has suggested a peep into .tha Custom House,
as dismissals have been slily going on in that department
for some time past. I

THE PHcEJvI.1/lrlvfil W0.-i LIFORNLI-1. I

J our: Bxxnnrr, of 3d street, near Mina, San Francisco,
is our Sow AGENT for the sale of the Pnomrx in that
city. He is the only authorised canvasser in California for
the Pncanrx, and will forward any moneys which may
be handed him. whether by advertisers or subscribers.

mg‘ Pnmmx CLUBS——Will please select one of their
number to whom the papers may be addressed in one par-
eel ; or should the club consist of Twenty or more, they
may select two or three of their number to whom a par-
cel each may be addressed for distribution.

'1'. l3. Mcmanus.

-- SHALL us SLEEP runs FOR nvsa '2”
1.

THEY have laid him to sleep in the land of the strangers
Far far from that dear land he so loved in -life,

From her for whose ‘sake he braved peril and danger,
And challenged the Saxon to liberty’s strife !

. II. , 4
They have laid him to sleep, where a bright sun is
beaming, ‘
And golden veins running, beneath his lone grave
Where fair “ E-l Dorado’s” clear waters_are streaming-
There——there ‘sleeps our chieftain, the sleep of the
brave !

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III.
But better-——oh! better that chieftain were sleeping,
In Erin’s green islaud———the home of his:sires ;
Where rays from his spirit, with kindred ones meeting.
Might fan into flame the long-smouldering fires 1

IV.
Where surely his name should be liberty’s watchword,
Commingling with Emmet, Fitzgerald and_Sheares ;
When Erin, arising, shall sweep the‘foe onward.
And dry up the source of her sorrow and tears !

v.
Then take ,him—oh, take him! away from that strange
land,

Though bright be its sunlight, and golden its soil,

And place him tofirest in the holy, the same land

Where martyrs of freedom repose from .their toil !

VI.

Oh yes! let him sleep where green shamrocks are
growing,

Through summer———through al‘1tumu—-through winter and
spring,

Where rose-buds are blushing and flowrets are glowing,
And song birds, the sweetest, cease never to sing I
VII.‘

Where kindred shall kneel o’er his grave with devotion,
To offer a prayer for the peace of his soul,

And fond hearts bedew, with unceasing emotion,

That heart which no tyrant could ever control.

vur.
Then take him away from the land of the stranger.

Let him rest in that soil which be cherished in life ;

In -that land for whose sake he braved peril and danger,
And_dared the proud Saxon to liberty’s strife.

' - - . Soeoxnrn Axons.

   

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N0 VOICE RAISED,AGAINS1.‘ THE EXTER-
MINATION OF THE IRISH PEOPLE.

Ar home there is no bold voice raised from
press or pulpit against the extermination of the
people. There are complaints innumerable, there"
are remonstrances and arguments to show it is
Wrong, ruinous, inexpedieut to shovel the people
from their holdings into the poor-house and
ditches; but it is folly to argue the question,
more especially when the press designates, as
foul, atrocious murder, the slaying of one of
those arch exterminators, who is to the district
he owns as a wild beast at large- ‘

It is only by retaliation and reprisal that the
Irish landlord can be brought to a sense of jus-
tice. Everything else is unavailing-. The Irish-
man of the 27th of April, in an article on the sub-
ject of extermination says :—

“ But. what have we now to show '3 Bur country is in
many places made a desert, by the ruthless exterminator,
the stream of emigration again recommences—and we
bear but a few protesting voices against the former and
still fewer against the latter. Is it a deep despair of
aught beneficial to be obtained that keeps our men in
high places silent‘? Or is it carelessness for their coun-
try’s good ?

“ What avails to seek for trifling concessions, when such
immense evils are suffered to pass without reprobation ‘I

" Almost all the Hierarchy of Ireland met together this

,week, and drew a petition for some ameliorations in tlie

poor laws. No doubt these are much needed ; but, should
we not rather dry ,up the sources which flood the cities
with poor '? We, most respectfully, pray their lordships’
attention to the horrible evictions and the woeful increase
of emigration which set the brand of Cain upon the
‘Constitution’ of this country. _

“Shall it be lelt to a French bishop to protest, aloud,
against the misgoveinment of Ireland .9”

All the protests of‘ all the Bishops in Christen-
dom, and all the memorials of all the prelates
of the universe, with the College of Cardinals
at their head, would be disregarded. I The right
protest, and the last protest, must be made by
pike and rifle. All other form of protest may
as well be abandoned at once.

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The Men who are Expected to Fight.

   

SOME few years ago a friend of ours meta leading
Know Nothing on Staten Island; they " liquored” and
had a ehat together. Know Nothing said he hadn’t any ob-
jection to an Irishman as a companion,-that he might be
a very good sort of fellow, but he was “ god damned
if hehiad any right to hold an oflice in this, here, country.”
Friend met Know Nothing two evenings ago, and express-
ed surprise that native American was not down at Wash-
ington, defeuding the Stars and Stripes, when Native
coolly replied that he had no occasion, so long as he could
get an Irishman to do it ; that is “ the god: damned fo-
reigner” of agfew years ago.

PHOENIX CORRESPONDENCE.

Blackstone, Ma: saehusetts.

To the Editor of I've Plwenix.

May 9th, 1861.

S1n.——It being the espoused duty of the Pucnnix to
guard the dearest interests of Il‘lSIll]J8l1 over the world,
and placing itself conspicuously forward as a fount f'rom
whose source we expect to find information, instruction,
and guidance, in all things. relative to the position in
which we are to stand firm and unflinching in our pre-
paration for a struggle that is to free us from the bond-
age of centuries of’ misrule, and heartless oppression in
Ireland—it also being the divine law of that spirit of
regeneration, established and ‘administered by that
“ Patriot Bird,” to watch with untiiing zeal, and to ward
off the blowsfdealt at Ireland, the patriot sons of Ireland,
or Ireland’s steady and firm march towards freedom, by _
cold-hearted Saxon fees or her own degenerate children
—-it also being its object and mission to refute and fling
back in the face of an aggressor, any misrepresentation
of the real character of true Irishmen, or the motives by
which they are actuated—thinking myself correct in
these, my views, of the PH(lL\'lX, I submit for the serious
consideration of its readers, whether or not a Myles Mc-
Sweeny was right in putting forward in the colrimns of a
Republican organ (the Woonsocket Patriot) of last week,
a letter commenting on the patriotism of Irishmen in
America, of which the following is a part: “Though
our native country has a claim on us, greater still is the
claim of this, our adopted country, as we recognize no
other home, and to it will we cling,” &c. Any Irishman,
holding such to be his doctrine. I put down as a cowardly
renegade, and an apostate to Ireland-‘s cause,'altogether
unworthy of any country. I am not now surprised that
this same spurious scribbler should fly in express haste
from this place to Boston on the occasion of the “ Prince’s
visit” to that city, in order to fawn and crouch with
scrvile, skulking loyalists before the representative that
is to be of the laws that grind Ireland. Alluding to
these laws, in the letter in question, he says, : “Through
the unjust administration of the laws of our native coun-
try, by parties who were incompetent to‘ advance her
best interests, for an empire that we were compelled to
abandon the land of ou_r forefathers.” Well, a person is
almost provoked to laughter at this version of Ireland’s
Wrongs. Who, in God’s name, ever had any idea that
“ the parties ” intrusted with the administration to
Ireland of her share of law, had any notion whatsoever
of advancing "’ her best interests for an empire,” or.who_
ever thought before this oracle spoke that the rulers of
Ireland wanted to make her anything more than a stock
farm of mangold wurzzle, and fat cattle, to feed the
English, and chase the Celt from the land where he
battled with -the invader—-—his own land, whose right of
inheritance there is stamped with the broad seal of
heaven,-given to him by God—m-ads fertile for his use.
Her mountains, lakes and rivers find voices and language
in nature that speak in the low, whispering winds of the
evening and morning, speak in the ripples that play
over the landscape reflected surface of her lakes, and
say to Irishmen—“ We were created by God for your
benefit, your advantage, and your happiness. You were
created ‘by the same Almighty hand to be our posses-
sors." Yet this fellow dares to say " we recognize no
other home.” I would like to know who ‘authorized
him to speak so of Irishmen? I am sure his authority
rests not in the masses of brave Irish hearts who now
stand in armor around the flag of this country ; but
whose first heartfelt wish is that it was around the " Sun
Burst” of their native land, lifted high on the hills of
Ireland, and proudly weaving in the battle-breeze.

If Mr McSweeny is ignorant of the undying love we
Irish have for the land of our nativity, which circum-
stance nor time cannot change, let him stand at the
bedside of a dying immigrant from Ireland, and gaze on
the features distorted and wet with the last dew of death,
if the last dying wish can be spoken it will be that the
last breath might be drawn in the island of her or his
birth—that the spirit, in its flight towards heaven, from
its earthly tabernacle, might pierce the blue sky ofgreen
Erin, and gaze, in its ascension, on the heath or her
mountains, and the green sward of her plains.

" But yet all its fond recollections suppressing,
One dying wish my lone bosom Shall draw,
Erin, an exile bequeaths thee his blessing,

Land of my fathers, Erin go bragh.

Buried and cold, when my heart stills its motion,
Green be thy fields, sweetest Isle of the Ocean,

And thy harp-striking bards sing aloud with devotion,
Erin Mavourueen, sweet Erin go bragh."

In conclusion I would say to Mr. McSweeny, never
again attempt to interfere with Irish affairs, or the prin-
ciples of Irishmen, as you seem to have but a very indis-
tinct and incorrect knowledge of either—leave that for
others who are more competent for the task. In the
meantime, substitute for these lines of Byron,

-- ”l‘is pleasant sure to see ones name in pririt,

A book’s a book although there’s nothing in’t,”
this one of Pope's, " Worth makes the _ man, and
want of it the fellow.” By making this last your maxim
you may wipe out any displeasure you may have incur-
red by mis-.staternents.—Your.~.=,

James W. SMYTl:I.- ‘

[Has .\Ir. lrlcblweeuy gone to the ‘- wars '3”;-En].

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God Save the Queen in Canada.

- MONTIIEAL. May 9, 1861.

Dnxn I"H(ENlX,—I.S not your correspondent‘ F. X. K.
very simple if he cannot admire the glorious ‘British
Constitution its loyal Captain Kavanagh does‘! Now‘, sir,
why should not every Irishman abhor this British rule ‘I
The half of those 2'_9n.ora//it [rz's/L think the ills of Ireland
are not of‘ the present, but of the past, as Capt. K.
thinks. Yet, it is on account of the action of the past
that one Mr. Adair, in Donegal, turned out to starve and
die, of hunger and cold, two hundred and eighty souls
who, from time immemorial, lived on these estates before
ever the Anglo Saxon robber set his foot on our toil.

-liberty I have taken.

_ Were such an outrage committed in any other country
in Europe, 1t would be denounced from the pulpit and
the press, and all Britishism would be indignant at such
a crime against God and man.

King Bomba, during his whole reign, never evicted a
single peasant from the soil of Italy. Throughout the
Austrian rule in Lombardy, she never evicted one single
family. Proselyting schools are unknown in those coun-
tries. I have the honor of being full private in one of
those Montreal Militia Companies, and I can assure you
that no body of men abhors British rule more than we
do. Had the banquet been in any other place than in
the. armory, Capt. Kavanagh would have got hissed.
We, Irlshmen of Canada, cannot be so outspoken as
Irishmen in the States. We have to use some little
policy to carry out our views. Had we hissed Capt. K.’s
speech, we would be dismissed. Our object is-as much
Irish as that of the Phoenix Brigade. Last eveningI
read the letter of your correspondent, F. X. K., to the
men and some of the oflicers, and all and _every one of
them pronounced his peech as Bunkum. Excuse the
Yours,

J. M. G.

P. S.——I have just read that my countrymen are going
to remove the remains of McManus to lrela. nd—accept
one dollar as my mite towards the object.

ON<-——-—
Letter from a Member of the Sixty-Ninth.

Wxsnnvoron, May 5th, 1861.

DEAR FENIAN,-I would have written sooner than this
but that we were nearly all the while on the march, and,
until now, have not had settled quarters. When we left
New York, on that Tuesday, we did not reach Annapolis
till the following Thursday, and had -rather a rough
time of it, sleeping on deck all the way. I got very sea-
sick aud, as a matter of course, had but little inclination
to eat, which was very fortunate, for we had nothingibut
biscuit, and sometimes a little poor cofiee; however, I
was satisfied and got over‘it like a soldier. I will‘ give
a synopsis of our journey to Washington, but it will be
but a weak attempt at the facts. When we arrived at
Annapolis, on the 25th of April, we were landed before
the regiments who left New York on the Sunday’before
us, and were then reviewed by the government authori-
ties and got some bad meat and cracker to appease our
appetites. It was a score hing day, and we had to stand
exposed to the sun for about four hours. We were then
quartered in a few empty houses, which was a reliéf',but,
eventually, it was thought too good for tI.=e Irish, and
we were again ordered under arms to change our quar-
ters ; we were marched——(where '.')--to a. musty old stable
outside the town to remain for the night. Being, shortly
after, ordered out for inspection we preferred to sleep in
the open air, “with_o'ur_martial cloaks around us,” the
ones we received in Prince street (blankets). Next
morning we formed in line, and marched eight miles
under a scorching sun, to a place called Brownsville,
Wbefe We 137 011 the ground all night, with our muskets
loaded, waiting for an attack, but, unfortunately, none
occurred. Next day, Sunday, we were again under
orders for a march, to {open communication on the rail-
road, which the iusurgents had broken up. The regi-
ment was stretched, one man dropping out every 100
paces to keep guard:~on the track and telegraph wire,
till the regiment extended fourteen miles. This was a
hard duty ; the men of my section, under the command
of Lieutenant Fay, alrept guard for twenty-four hours
without eating a bit or sleeping at wink——we having no
relieve guard——in a wild, woody, marshy waste of land,
not knowing the moment we would be pounced upon
(I'1di9-11'1lk9) by the enemy. Here we were for three
days, when we were ordered for a place called the J unc-
tion, the head quarters of the regiment-, and had to camp
here, in the open air, under rain and storm, plenty of
which we had one night. ' The New York Zouaves, Fire-
Department, passed by on the cars, and many a lusty cheer
passed between us. That night we received the happy
intelligence that we were to march to Washington. The
Colonel—accompanied by Father Mooney, the Chaplain
of the rpgiinent, who is aregular briek——telling us that
no man should lay a razor on his face, under pain of’
punishment, until we returned to New York,‘ if’ ever we
do. .

While waiting for "the cars in the village we had
a great time of it. It was a regular Donnybrook, and

 

were each served with large bottles of prime ale, bor.-«

fires w,ere lit in a.ll_directious, the band playing jigs and
reels. Dancing went on in all directions, in which the
Colonel joined with all his heart. In the course ot'_the
amusement Father Mooney sang a song, composed by
himself, something about the "Flag,” which was cer-
tainly pm‘ excellence; and, his hilarity increasing, he
gave us the old ditty, " Come Landlord Fill a Flowing
Bowh” chorussed by close on 2,000 voices. Other
groups were at different amusements, and everything
was carrying on in the old country style, when the
whistle announced the approach of the cars, on board
of which we all went, and, being tired, I fell asleep and
awoke in the long-looked for city of ‘Washington, at
about two o’clock in the morning, where we were quay.
tered in empty houses, and remained sl till yesterday,
when we were sent to where we are now——the Roman
Catholic College of Georgetown, a regular palace-—where
no regiment would be allowed to be quartered but our-
selves.

The drum rolls for me to Divine Service, and I
must away. we are put through the same as regular‘
soldiers.

We do not know how soon we will be ordered to
Virginia, which State I am now looking at from my
window, with only about three hundred yards of water
between us. Write soon, and believe me, yours truly,

E. J. O’D.

 

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Coussnr. T0 om: Yonno SoLmEas.—-Keep your entire
person clean ; this prevents fevers and bowel complaints
in warm climates. Wash your body each_ da,y,jf pose}.
ble. .AV0ld strong coffee and oily meat. Gen. Scott
said that the too f'ree use of these (together with neglect
rfilieippping the skin clean) cost many a soldier his life in

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