In the midst of Mr. O'C,onnelPs fast-and-loose play with his
gratitude for Maynooth, and his loyal welcome or less loyal warning-off of Queen Victoria, an amusing trick of fast-and-loose has been played upon himself. Mr. O'Connell, with ample phrase, invited Mr. Grey Porter to join the Repealers • offering, what many took for a promise, that the leadership of the move- ment should be given to him. Mr. Porter did join ; but as to the leadership I—people would barely listen to Juni at Concilia- tion Hall. Nothing so readily convinces a man that your plans are impracticable as when you will not listen to his : Mr. Porter has discovered that Repeal won't do ; and he has seceded. Per- haps, unconsciously, Mr. Grey Porter may have an eye to levees in Dublin, to a Court costume snore coinme ilfaut than the uni- form of the '82 Club, and to an address more acceptable than that thunder of Repeal which is to be sent like round-shot into Queen Victoria's drawingroom, and to make her coursers tremble—if not Vim away. But why did he join the Repealers at all ? why did they let him join them? One reason might suffice—humbug.
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