Dublin is furious at a dreadful accident, which is laid
to the charge of the Corporation. A-fire broke out on Thursday week in a house occupied by a merchant tailor, whose wife, three daughters, a servant, and a Mr.- Strahan, engaged to one of the daughters, were all burned to death. They could have escaped by the neighbouring roofs, but trusted to the fire-escapes, which, when they arrived, collapsed as if they had been made of paper, while the floor gave way under the shrieking inmates. The population accuse the Corporation of gross neglect, and hoot the .fire brigade for want of seal, and accompanied the bodies to the grave in thousands. It is lucky for London guardians that they have not to deal with the population of Dublin. Therwould not have a sound limb among them in a month.