ESSENCE OF PARLIAMENT. SPECIAL TELEGRAM.

Saturday Advertiser, Volume III, Issue 124, 24 November 1877, Page 11

ESSENCE OF PARLIAMENT. SPECIAL TELEGRAM.

■ ' ■ VA 'V'Liambton Ray, Wellington, November 22. Me Duriaydin frinJds’ will- he r Anxi6us>tb r hear if I’m recovered agin;’ an’l’in'proud to inform ye I that -fl 3 aifi. i His 'ExcillincyhaS made* the i amindeb honourable ! (that’sTthe Frinch for apology) forTki's late "dirty:,c6h- ’ duct;; so I’ve > stopped t all; daygil l procai dins} • so I have; i The of olio win; id the note he sirit me be his Aid-to-Kong (tha t’is Frinch agin, i but begorra ! I forget What the thranslation l is). .iiThe-Billey DoxunsAs follows:; 1 — o ' * -°'T 1 1 ‘ ’ GovCrnmih’t Housed ; ; -ocpf-i ‘Mi i ;A ,;s " Nbxmffiber loth;

Me dear Paddy,—'Pon me honour as an Inglish gintleman, I’m sorry for the late little sliiudy which tuk place betune us. Bad luck to the hoy in the counthry I hould in grater respict thin I do you, an’ be the vartue o’ me oath, Pat, I sineairley regret the little couthre-tongs (Frinch) that has occurred. Why, man alive, I’ve always looked upon ye as me own brother; Ye’ve let me into the saycrits of Kolonial poly tics from time to time, and I’m etarnally obleedged to ye. For the sake of ould times, Pat agfali, don’t desart me in me hour o’ need, for 1 be me sowl I can’t manage Sir George and his’ Cabinet, widout your valuable advice aiid assistance. Now, like a dacint boy, let us forget the past an’ be frinds agin. Sure you know very well, avick, that it’s the dhrop o’the good ould Irish blood which I inherit on me matirnal side that gives me sich a hot timper as I have. Let byegones he byegones, me honey, an’ cOme' up an’ have tay wid us on Cheusday night. Don’t be- lather thin six, as the praties will he biled be that time. —Till thin, I have the honour; etc., etc., ] ~

Your ohld college mate, Normanby. Now what could I do on recaivin’ sich a polite invitation, but forgive the Markiss an’ accept his invitation to tay ? Whin he talked o' the ould Irish blood that runs in his vains, sure me heart warmed to him at onced. Whin I wint up to tay on Cheusday night, be the hokey I met wid a most cordial reception—or more properly spaikin’, I should say a whiskey reception, for his Lordship is not mane enough to keep cordial for his frinds. He tould me that he’s afeard the Grey Ministhry is goin to weather the session, an’ faix I’m glad to hear it, so I am. I parted from the Vice-raygil party about one pee im in the mornin’, afther puttin His Excellency up to a rinblo or two. I may inform ye that the Opposition has eomplately broken down, although the Major made an illigant speech last night, attackin’ Misther Larnack’s fineansliil sckame. They want Stafford to take the lade, but it’s all up wid thim for this session. We’ve managed to out-gineral thim, thanks to the manoeuvrin' of johnny Sheehan an’ mesilf. Whitaker is goin’ up North, to be made Grand Masther o’ the Freemasons. Perhaps whin he has got more of an insight into the mystheries o’ the craft he may be betther able to bridge over the land jobs, plasther up the chinks in the late Cabinet, fling mud at the Grey bricks in the present ministarial edifice, an’ cimint his own party together. No more at present. Paddy Murphy. .