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SPIRIT OF THE NATION.

And when the final sigh
Shall bear my soul on high,
And on chainless wing I fly
Thro' the blue,
Earth's latest thought shall be,
As I soar above the sea—
"Green Erin, dear, to thee—
Adieu!"


ENGLISH SCHOOLS AND IRISH PUPILS.

FROM MRS. O'RORKE, FORMERLY MISS BIDDY FUDGE, TO HER SISTER DEBBY, IN ENGLAND.

Ballysassenagh, March 29, 1843.

I write, my dear Deb., in the greatest distress—
How great it must be you will easily guess,
When I tell you I'm just about bidding adieu
To poor Johnny and Jemmy. I'm sending the two
To England to school. Oh! Debby, my heart
Is ready to break, when I think I must part
My dear darling boys; but its all for their good,
And I'd go through a thousand times more, if I could,
To rear them genteely—for ev'ry sensation
Of mine is in favour of nice education.
Above all, 'tis the accent I'm anxious about;
Good accent's the main point beyond any doubt.
You remember last year how your dear little Kitty

Delighted us all here, her talk was so pretty.