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ing every privilege of a University, is a fact in Belgium, why not in Ireland ? Mixed education, like the Turkish empire, has no friends, and yet no one is quite prepared to do without it. This is certainly a favourable time, and the rivalry between the great educational establishments of the country for the prizes thrown open to them by competitive examinations, could not fail to promote the general interests of education. And greater than all would be the gain of the country in harmony and good feeling, by the abandonment of theories and frank adoption of realities. Catholic and Protestant must have mixed education in the great school of the world, even if they learn their alphabet and construe their classics apart. They must meet and rub together, and educate each other in the counting house or stock exchange, at the railway board, in the hall of the Four Courts, in municipal councils, in the same or in a different political connexion in the legislature ; but the attempt to conluse the boundaries of Protestant and Catholic education, primary, secondary, or superior, we regard as wrong in principle, and if right not practicable. The bare agitation of the question will estrange the fathers, who will bequeath the estrangement to their sons ; suspicion and watchfulness far more than wholesome for the peace of the State will be generated between the parties it was intended to unite; and the substance of that union which mixed education has been instituted to forward, will be lost in the worship of the shadow.

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the people. He had proved his zeal and ability; he had worked twelve years of anxious national work with his father; he had all the prestige of that great father's name to back his claim to a leadership, but herein it was that the chief bar to his leadership lay, he was measured by the standard of the Liberator.

Men had grown in the belief that Daniel O'Connell was Ireland, and that in him, and in him only, and in his counsels, lay all hope of justice for the country. Monday after Monday, the Conciliation Hall was thronged with followers, who were all but adorers, and that great, towering figure, looming up beside the chairman, thundering invectives, or rousing their hearts with great thoughts of what Ireland once was, and might be again through union and peace; now drawing them into tears by a pathos such as few men in all the world could ever command ; and then, after that twinkling of the eye, and dimpling smile that told what was coming, setting his auditors in a roar," with a humourthat was all his own,—had become, as it were, the spirit of Ireland: for he, and he only, could proclaim to his countrymen as did Cicero to the Romans, “Togati me uno togato duce et imperatore vicistis."

Who could succeed, as leader, such a man as this? It has been said, had John O'Connell been a man of great genius, he could have held the position left vacant by his father's death. But those who make this statement forget that one who has long served under a great leader, civil or military, can never take the place of that leader. He has had no training in the conquest of obstacles, in the use of difficulty; he has been but a subaltern; he has had no schooling in those phases of life which make men quick yet sure in judgment; which enable a man to see, as it were intuitively, the right road to success ; above all, he knows nothing of that training which makes a man self-reliant, and self-dependent.

John O'Connell had not had this training, and hence, when he found the public mind debauched by the slanders of the rump of what was once the great Repeal party; when he saw that old friends had grown cold, and that once staunch supporters had fallen off; when he saw himself accused of “rattling his father's bones” to gain money; and when he read that he and Maurice had kept back their father's dead

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From the list appended in the foot note, the reader will be able to judge how fully Ireland, always Ireland, was in his thoughts. For her he gave up professional prospects and all that could make life prosperous; and as the days of his later life passed on, one can fancy him murmuring the words of his father addressed to the Earl of Shrewsbury in 1842. “Who shall repay me for the years of my buoyant youth and cheerful manhood? Who shall repay me for the lost opportunities of acquiring professional celebrity, or for the wealth which such distinction would ensure. I Aung away the profession—I gave its emoluments to the winds—I closed the vista of its honors and its dignities—I embraced the cause of my country! and come weal or come woe, I have made a choice at which I have never repinednor never shall repent.”

It is for the Catholics of Ireland to prove their appreciation of John O'Connell's honesty, it is for them to prove that Daniel O'Connell’s grand-children, the children of John, shall never want; it is for them to prove that in one case at least Ireland did not, according to her custom, forget those when dead who tried to serve her in politics, or to illustrate her in literature or art, whilst living. Doubtless the feeling this day displayed at Glasneven for John O'Connell's family was all that his truest friends could desire, but the country must speak out, or that which should be a national contribution, will become a local semi-eleemosynary subscription.

May 28th, 1858.

THE FUNERAL.

(From the Special Edition of the Freeman's Journal of Wednesday

Evening, June 2nd, 1858.) “ The mortal remains of this distinguished Irishman and favourite son of the Liberator, were consigned to their final resting place in Glasnevin Cemetery, on yesterday, followed by thousands of his fel. low-countrymen of every rank and of every shade of political and religious belief, who respected him through life, and honoured him in death. On no occasion have we seen more uniform respect paid to the departed, than was evinced at the funeral of John O'Connell; and even those who were most opposed to him in the political strife, in which for over a quarter of a century he was engaged, were loud in their praise of his honour and his virtue, as a citizen and a man. The rich and poor, the lowly and the exhalted, were peresent in the mournful cortege to pay a tribute of respect to his memory ;-—and from the highesť judicial functionaries, down to the humble working mechanic, were to be seen in the long procession that followed the

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