Mr. O'CoNNELL's last display before his brief hybernation, the dinner
to Mr. &era O'BRIEN, has come to pass : it was a kind of "monster-meeting," in a quiet way ; and it went off flatly enough. Mr. Sierra O'BRIEN came out strongly as a Repealer of the true monster-meeting stamp : he made some allusion to the Army, which looks as equivocal as any thing said by the Repealer-inchief; he has quite caught the malady, and is as delirious as any of them. But even spicy bits did not redeem the staleness of the language: you might take up a Repeal journal for any time this year, and read anybody's speech, and it would do just as well as reading these new ones. The only wonder is, that people are not sick of speaking them.
One of the defendants in the State prosecutions, the Reverend PETER JAMES TYRRELL, is dead. His fellow-Repealers, though sorrowing, are not so stricken with grief but that they can moralize the event to a party use; and they strive to make out, somehow or other, that the Queen's Ministers have murdered him ! This is playing the part of body-snatcher with a deceased friend, and turning his yet warm corpse to a profit.
