A SHOE-LANE RALEIGH!
The Morning Herald has a beautiful leader upon the Queen's visit to Dublin; a very beautiful bit of work, indeed. The Herald praises with manly devotion the name of woman, and the name of mother. But—
"But when to both these there is added the title of our Queen! she may not only as in the days of Raleigh, step on our cloaks, but our—-
What do you think? Guess. Breasts? No. Guess again. Hearts? Oh dear no—
"but our coats!"
If the loyalty of the Herald continues—regardless of expense—to rise in this manner, the next climax may be thus—
"Not only on our coats, but our WAISTCOATS!"
There, we trust, the loyalty of the Herald will, if only for the sake of appearances, stop.
The Wrongs of Scotland.
Scotland—it is said by Scotch patriots—is shamefully snubbed and slighted by sister England. There are two Dukes to be made Knights of the Thistle: and the Edinburgh Evening Post very pertinently asks, Why should they not be created at Holyrood, on the soil whereto the thistle is indigenous? Why not? Honest Sancho says, "Let every tub stand on its own bottom." And in like manner, why not every Scotch knight sit on his own Thistle?