practically say!--Perhaps to the following, or a much finer
effect?


_Speech of the British Prime-Minister to the floods of Irish and
other Beggars, the able-bodied Lackalls, nomadic or stationary,
and the general assembly, outdoor and indoor, of the Pauper
Populations of these Realms_.

"Vagrant Lackalls, foolish most of you, criminal many of you,
miserable all; the sight of you fills me with astonishment and
despair. What to do with you I know not; long have I been
meditating, and it is hard to tell. Here are some three millions
of you, as I count: so many of you fallen sheer over into the
abysses of open Beggary; and, fearful to think, every new unit
that falls is _loading_ so much more the chain that drags the
others over. On the edge of the precipice hang uncounted
millions; increasing, I am told, at the rate of 1200 a day. They
hang there on the giddy edge, poor souls, cramping themselves
down, holding on with all their strength; but falling, falling
one after another; and the chain is getting _heavy_, so that ever
more fall; and who at last will stand? What to do with you? The
question, What to do with you? especially since the potato died,
is like to break my heart!

"One thing, after much meditating, I have at last discovered, and
now know for some time back: That you cannot be left to roam
abroad in this unguided manner, stumbling over the precipices,
and loading ever heavier the fatal _chain_ upon those who might
be able to stand; that this of locking you up in temporary Idle