2 SEPTEMBER 1922, Page 3

We publish in our issue of to-day, under the title

" The Doom of Ireland," a deeply-moving lament over the miseries of Ireland by an Irishman of neutral, not of Unionist, views, a man whose heart has been deeply searched by the ruin of his country. We have been described, most wrongly it is hardly

necessary to say, as the enemies of Ireland. We feel the tragedy of the South and the utter hopelessness of the outlook as deeply as do any Irishmen. Help there can be none from outside‘ But what help can there now come from within ?

" When wilt Thou save Thy people, Oh, Lord of mercy, when, The people, Lord, the people ; Not crowns and thrones, but men ?

Flowers of Thy breath, oh, Lord, are they, Let them not pass, like weeds, away ; But let them live another day, God save the people."