Our old friend, Mrs. RAMSBOTHAM, has been sightseeing in the country.
Being asked whether she had seen the Midgetts, she said, "Don't
mention 'em, my dear! I've seen 'em, and felt 'em--thousands of
'em--they very nearly closed my eyes up."

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[Illustration: THROUGH EVER-GREEN GLASSES.

["On the side of those poor men who constitute the Irish
nation, with their few and disparaged leaders, we have found
a consideration, a calmness, and a liberality of view, a
disposition to interpret everything in the best sense, and
to make every concession that could possibly bring harmony
about."--_Mr. Gladstone in Edinburgh._]

AIR--"_The Wearing of the Green_."

_Ever-Green Statesman sings_:--

Och, Erin dear, and did ye hear the cry that's going round?
The Home-Rule plant they would forbid to grow on Irish ground.
_I_ had my doubts at one time, but more clearly I have seen
Since I took--in shamrock spectacles--to Wearing of the Green.

_Chorus._

I'm Ever-Green myself, ye know, so take me by the hand,
And tell me how Ould Oireland is, and how our chances stand.
'Tis the most disthressful country, dear, that ever yet was seen;