In the reports from Ireland, the fag-end of the rebellion
mingles with the stale subject of quibbling trials for treasonable sedition in Dublin and the gloomiest anticipations of the crops. The leaders of the rebellion are picked up one by one, straggling about the country ; and few of any consequence remain at large. Mr. Meagher, unable to find refuge or tired of hiding, threw himself with two companions in the way of the police. The dreadful Doheny is still uncaptured : he was last seen traversing his beloved country, "remote, unfriended, melancholy, slow," with a carpet-bag in his hand. The people are subsiding into passive tranquillity. The Roman Catholic priesthood are advan- cing on the part of the culprits with intercessions for pardon. There are abundant signs that the " difficulties" of Irelind yield before a determined policy. On the other hand, the incidents of the law courts do not in vita a present recurrence to methods accounted more "constitu- tional " ; since they exhibit the same general concurrence in pal- tering with the law-ranch has marked the administration of jus- tice in Ireland. A sedition-writer of the Tribune gets off, be- cause the Judge and Jury have a mutual misunderstanding as to the value of "prima facie evidence " ; the trial of another sedi- tion-monger of the Irish Felon drags out its weary length, as if to show that the Irish law court is the worst possible channel through which to administer the law of the land or obtain justice ; and the verdict of "guilty," in conformity with the plain evi- dence of undoubted facts, is hailed as an extraordinary piece of official good luck.
