14. British partizans and apologifts, and thofe unprincipled federalifts and factionis, joined in one accord and concord with them-We care not by what CORD Traitors hang together provided it is STRONG ENOUGH. Song the Sheep Stealers

The Harp of Erin-Tuned to 15. freedom, it will ceafe to be played on by a british band. 9 cheersSong, dear Erin how fweetly thy green bofom rifes.

16. Rogues of all parties-Whofe profeffions of patriotifm are only for office-The inns out, and the outs kept out. Song Vicar of Bray.

17. The Fair-"What fignifies the life of man, an'twere na for the loffes o" Song, Green grows the rushes O.

VOLUNTEERS.

By the President-our republican fellow citizens who have been misled. May their ears be closed against the fpecious pretext and addreffes of al unprincipled and defigning men.

By the Vice Prefident-A Union of fentiment among republicans--May they rally round the ftandard of their country, and treat the time-ferving fycophants who would attempt to dis. tract or divide them, with that contempt which they merit.

By Mr. Braxton-IRELAND the right arm of Britain-May it always have nerve to refift oppreffion, and may it always be lifted in the caufe of emancipation.

By Captain Suett-The Harp of Ireland It may be untuned by the hand of oppreffion, but may it never ceafe to play the fong of liberty and independence.

The fons of Erin-May the liberality of their hearts never be dampt by the poverty of their pockets.

The United States of America— May they never be Copenhagened.

The army of the United States-Posseffing the fpirit and fortitude of patriotism and independence, they will ever maintain the rights of their country.

founds among the hills. It groans The Irish Harp-Mournful are its under the weight of intolerance. Soon may it be relieved from its oppreffion but then; foon may Ireland" take her place among the nations of the earth,"

The

Laws,

Did help his big Black

To tatter the back

Of Horish the Sweep, with his footy pelt, Who was flogged in the Riding-Houfe that Jack built,

Hey this. What's that?

This is the Chancellor, long fince in hell, Who faid that he acted exceedingly well, When he heard the Banking-man with his big taws,

To fupport Conftitution, Religion, and
Laws,

Did help his big Black
To tatter the back

Of Horith the Sweep, with h's footy pelt, Who was flogged in the Riding-House that Jack built.

Hey this. What's that?

This is the ugly Judge with the long nofe,

Who all things but wishing to flog did ofpofe;

Poor Jackey, the Chancellor, long fince in

hell,

Who faid that he acted exceedingly well, When he heard the Banking-man with his bi taws,

To fupport Conftitution, Religion, and Laws,

taws,

To fupport Conftitntion, Religion, and

Laws,

Did help his big Black
To tatter the back
Of Horifh the Sweep, with his footy pelt,
Who was flogged in the Riding-Houfe
that Jack built.

Hey this. What's that?

This is the Magazine-man, Watty Cox, Who thongh he esteemed him was going box

That very fame Pawnbroker fafe and found,

Who fwears that a duplicate never was found

Of the ugly Judge's with the long uofe, who all things but wishing to flog did oppose.

Poor Jackey, the Chancellor, long fince in hell,

Who faid that he acted amazingly well, When he heard the Banking-man with his big taws

To fuppo Conftitution, Religion, and

Laws,

Did help his big Black
To tatter the back

Of Horifh the Sweep, with his footy pelt, Who was flogged in the Riding-House that Jack built.

Hey

Hey this. What's that?

This is the Major whom many contend Is under the rofe the partner and friend Of the Magazine-man, Watty Cox, Who though he esteemed him was going to box

That very fame Pawnbroker fafe and found,

Who fwears that a Duplicate never was found

Of the ugly Judge's with the long nose, Who all things but wishing to flog did oppofe.

Poor Jackey, the Chancellor, long fince in hell,

Who faid that he acted exceedingly well, When he heard the Banking-man with his

big taws

To fupport Conflitution, Religion, and

Laws,

This is poor Jemmy O'Brien's wife Who for fonr-hundred guineas does worry the life

Of that good man, the Major, whom all contend,

İs under the rofe the partner and friend, Of the Magazine-man, Watty Cox, Who though he esteemed him was going to box,

That very fanie Pawnbroker fafe and found,

Who fwears that no duplicate never was found

Of the ugly Judge with the very long nofe Who in all things but wishing to flog did oppose,

Poor Jackey, the Chancellor, long fince in

hell

Who faid that he acted exceedingly well, When he heard that the Banking-man with his big taws

To fupport Constitution, Religion, zud Laws,

Did help his big Black

To tatter the back

Of Horish the Sweep, with his footy pelt, Who was flogged in the Riding-Houfe that jack built.

sorry my Constituents should think I was not present to oppose that motion, which, upon my honor, was the cafe: I am Sir;

your most humble fervant, WM. RICHARDSONI M. P. Co. Armagh."

We are proud to fee the empire in poffeffion of the kind of characters our Orange adverfaries are. Mr. Richardfon by this communication is either very illiterate, or eminently gifted with an extraordinary vifual perception. He fays, he had seen his name omitted; this is a fingular property in this rangeman's eyes; equals Sir Boyle Roche, who had feen a fhip out of fight, and another a little farther off.

be

the root.

The whole of the above-mentioned labours were previous to his becoming a member of the acade. my, and they are nearly all that he published on natural history. It will doubtless appear surprising that he quitted a career which he had entered upon with so much distinction, and in which there was reason to expect such happy results from his genius and activity. The occasion of this was, that in the same year in which he was admitted into the academy, he was also appointed secretary to the Agricultural Society; and this was followed by many other causes of turning his attention into a different channel.

Agricultural societies had been established in the several districts of France in 1761: but as they were mostly composed of the great proprietors of land, or of mere farmers, they had evinced little activity in their proceedings; and that of the metropolis had done no more in a period of four-and-twenty years, than publish some instructions. Berthier de Sauvigny, however, who was intendant of Paris at this time, made it a kind of point of honour to raise this society to notice, and thought the execution of such a design could not be entrusted to any person more FOR JULY, 1810.

capable than M. Broussonnet, with whom he had occasion to form a connection in England. The latter accordingly lost no time in applying all his exertions to this purpose; and succeeded in giving, in some measure, a new character to the association. Useful memoirs were published every quarter of a year; numerous instructions were circulated in the country-places meetings of farmers were established in every canton, for their more effectual information in advantageous methods and processes; and prizes were solemnly distributed to such of them as had most succesfully applied those processes in practice. These steps quickly brought the society into general respect; and induced the government to form it into a central corporation, with a cognizance extending over the whole kingdom, for the purpose of collecting and communicating intelligence of discoveries and inventions in agriculture. Persons of the first distinction did not disdain to enrol themselves as its members; the society held public sittings; and in short, it assumed a rank among the great learned associations of the capital.

It cannot be denied that, in his new office, Broussonnet shewed a great flexibility of talent. He gradually abandoned the dryness which forms a characteristic of the school that he had followed in natural history; and soon attained an elegant and well-supported style, rising sometimes to all the warmth of eloquence. The first of his clo ges, that of Buffon, is perhaps rather feeble for so great a name; but in the two which followed it, at