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MUSIC NOTE .--It would be high praise to say of any organist that "he attacks his instrument in a Cowardly manner."
A COMING CHARGE.
Gentlemen of the Jury, for the last couple of years or so you have no doubt read any number of denunciations of the conduct of the man whose actions you are now about to investigate. You have heard him abused right and left. You have seen pictures of him, in which he has been held up to scorn and public ridicule. You have heard it announced in all quarters that he is a scoundrel and a thief. And as this has been the case, Gentlemen of the Jury, it is my duty to tell you that you must put aside the recollection of these attacks. You must treat the prisoner before you as if he were immaculate. In fact you must lay aside all prejudice, and give the man a fair trial; and, Gentlemen, it is my duty to have the pleasure of informing you that I am sure you will! Yes, Gentlemen of the Jury, having regard to all the circumstances of the case, I repeat, I am sure you will!
At the National Liberal Club, on Wednesday, Lord ROSEBERY told the company they were not dancing on a volcano. That may be true, but it is equally true that the Government, in proposing to remit the sixpenny duty on whisky, are riding for a fall in the "crater."
ON THE NEW STATUE.
A MAY MEETING.
They sat on each side of a marble table, His legs were curled round the legs of his chair. Around them babbled a miniature Babel; The sunlight gleamed on her coppery hair. She held a crumpled Academy Guide, Scored with crosses in bold blacklead; A pile of leaflets lay at his side, And he grasped a Report, which he gravely read.
"A holy spouter from Exeter Hall!" "A butterfly in the Belial thrall Of Vanity Fair, all tinkle and shine!" So thought he as he crumbled his bun With clumsy fingers in loose black cloth; And the impish spirit of genial fun Hovered about them and mocked them both.
Mutual ignorance, mutual scorn, Revealed in glances aflame though fleeting; Such, in the glow of this glad May morn, The inhuman spirit of mortal meeting. The worm must disparage the butterfly, The butterfly must despise the worm; And Scorn, the purblind, will ne'er descry A common bond, or a middle term.
"WHAT'S IN A NAME? A ROSSA, &C."--Before being ejected from the House of Commons on Wednesday last, O'DONOVAN ROSSA shouted out that "A stain had been put upon his name." Where is the ingenious craftsman who did it? He might try his hand next time at gilding refined gold.
QUERY.--Can a champagne wine from the vintage of "Ay" be invariably and fairly described as "Ay 1"?
MODES AND METALS.
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