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THE TREATMENT OF PAUPER CHILDREN.,

FATALITY TO A ROOK-SHOOTING…

A BIRMINGHAM ROMANCE.

THE OASTLER MONUMENT.

MR. KICKHAM, THE RELEASED…

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MR. KICKHAM, THE RELEASED FENIAN. Mr. Charles Kickham, one of the liberated Fenian prisoners, hll. rNunH.d his literary pllruits with unabatell si Irt. He has published A Tale of Tipperary, which was written when in Woldng prion, IInd dediclited to "John Of ear), Portland Convict Establishment, or elsewhere" Ii contains biographical sketches of his fellow politicil pri- soners. He is also publishing ia the Irishman a. series 01 pr.lit.H-al articles de, oted to Ireland's correspon- dent of the Daily Ktvt, who is travelling in Ireland and "t,iking notes," has been on a visit to Mr. Kickham, and thus records it :— But I do not regret having come to this place, for another reason. By the merest accident, I heard that Mr. Charles Kickham, the liberated Fenian con- vict, was residing in Mullinahone, and I resolved to pay him a visit. If you 00," I was told, "you wil have the police on the watch for you." I replied Can- tabit vacnus coram policeman viator." He who hai- neither treason, strataeem, nor wiles in his heart, may even visit a liberated Fehian. My first impression of M ullinahone was that Mr. Kickham made an unwis* exchange for the prison-house, for a more wretched. forlorn, tumble-down sort of place it would be difficult to realize, even in the imagination. I found Mr. Kickham in a email house, looking towards a dis- mantled and ivy-covereu castle, the walls of which were of unusual thickness. After a few words of introduction, he told me that the Engio of Mulli- nahone was the" Mill of St. John;" that the origin of the cattle was lost in thedarkne-s of time; that in 1798 a Croppy's head was hung upon it at, a warning i i) all reheL-, :>ui that the hook from which it was sus- pended was sent to the Ci icago lenian lair two years ago, and sold as a reliC for the benefit of the Fenian war treasury. I told him the object of my cumillg to Ireland. 1 was surprised by his ready answer though he spoke through an interpreter with his fingers, being wholly deaf—" Wherever the FeniàJJs went they d s- couragad individual assassination." "Strange," I said, I have heard a theory within the last few days which ascribed them to the Fenian organisation." "That is not true," he replied, "at least as far as I know. Hand me Davis's Poems." Having got the volume he turned to the Vow of Tipperary," and pointed out the following lines Too long with rash and single arm, The peasant strove to guard his eyrie, Till li-is!i hi od bedewed each gieea, And ii eland wept for lippeiary. But never more we'll lift a hand- We swear by God aud Vlrgiu Mary- Except in war fur native laud. And that's the vow of Tipperary. Mr. Kickham's manner was too genuine, and his im- pulse too quick to admit of any doubt that he, at least, did not sanction those outrages which have alarmed so many from their number and mysteriousness. On the t tble beside him was the first copy of a little work which he has just published, "Sally Cavaiiigh or, Untenanted Graves." Beneath it were several volumes in quarto and folio. He made no allusion to his con- nexion with Fenianism, but he complained, not so much in anger as in bitterness, of the treatment he re- ceived in prison. "It is a disgrace," he said, "to the British Government. I cannot think the officials would have acted as they did if they had not re- ceived orders from their superiors. It is a shame to make political prisoners the companions of the most debased and depraved felons." I could well under- itmd the feeling in Mr. Kickham's case, for I percei ved that I was tal kirlg to a man of very refined mind and of i gentle nature. In different circumstances neither he felon's dock nor the prison's cell would have been Mr. Kickham's plaee. Whatever his political senti- ments, his moral principles, and his gentlemanly lemeanour were unfitted for a gaol life, and, as he ;aid, "If I had not been liberated I would have been lead now."

KCQUITTAL of YOUNG CHALONER…

BISHOP GOSS AT PRESTON.

WHAT WAR WOULD MEAN.

AN ACTOR ABOUT ACTORS.

FENIAN PRISONERS.

BIRDS OF THE GUANO ISLANDS.

A COUPLE OF CLEVER DOGS!

EPITOME OF NEWS,

'1'HE MARKETS.

ATTEMPTED MURDER AND SUICIDE…

A NARROW ESCAPE.

A VERY INTERESTING SUBJECT.

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