EPITAPH ON FATHER KEALY.

Here lies very gayly

The good father Kealy
The Parish Priest of Castlecomer

Who never read one word of Homer
Nor ever minded wordly news
But preached devoutly upon dues,
His appetite was orthodox
Concerning Bacon, Hens and Cocks,
His Charity to every finner

Was great, who asked him to a dinner,
In short as long as he was able
He fought the Devil at the table.
And when his dying heur was near
He took a double dose of beer,
He died and gracious heaven be thanked
He got himself completely franked
And in the Post Box fafely thrown
To Heaven he journeyed all alone
Where to arrive he cannot fail
Unless the devil robs the mail.

On Saturday, 13th January, at Newhall, Co Kildare, in consequence of a fail from bis horse. on his way home from the market of Kilcullen, Mr. Michael Flood. aged 50 years, he was an eminent Farmer, and flour miller, no mans death, since that of the venerated Duke of Leinster has been more deeply regretted, a sensation of the most lively feeling has been testified by the intire inhabitants of the county, such as the oldest person, does not remem ber on the demise of any other however exalted or esteemed, His character is best expressed when we say his funeral was attended by more than two thousand persons on horseback to the burial ground of the ancient monastery of Great Connel. No better parent, or kinder neighbour do we remember, or a more hospitable retreat than his house, besides the social happiness which it uniformly communicated. The traveller and the poor had in it an asylum from the accidents of abe read, and the vi

sitation of penury. Like other catholics, who entertained a love for their country, and a lively commisseration for its sufferings, he could not escape been enrolled in the list of roscriptions in 1798, he was arrested and confined near three years in Kilmain ham Goal, whence he was discharged with the other unexecuted State Prifoners, under the Conditions preferibed, by what was then termed the Banishment Bill.

At his houfe in King itreet Oxmantown William Clarke Efq. Since the death of Edward Byrne we had not to announce to society the loss of a character, so remark able for the union of the seemingly incongruous circumstances of worth and wealth as in this gentleman-it is painful to think that few can stand prosp.rity, and that most citizens who by chance or persevering industry acquire money to an extent lose ideas of that trait which alore makes the rich man bogorable, and that is the distribution of it with generosity and

the possession of it with a seeming cause of its insignificance. Mr. Clarke like Mr. Byrne, made every penny he was worth, and the only variation that was strikingly manifest in both of them was not strut or importance, but that where at one time they gave the poor a penny, as times bettered they gave the poor a pound. He possessed these feelings which distinguish the humane heart improved by christian education. He was considered the most clear headed man in all matters of business in Dublin, and the multiplicity of business that he transacted solely as almost incredi ble. He was the only man of his day that could keep many Irons in the fire, without burning his fingers -He was an extensive Brewer-Distiller--and Baker.---He farmed much land in tillage-was an extensive Grazier. He was Contractor for

lighting and scavanging half the City of Dublin. He was proprietor of extensive flour mills and extensive iron works, and built to a great extent. His comprehensive head was equal to every thing, and if perhaps that reading and writing and education were not counterband commodities for a Papist to deal in in his day, genius like his might be felt to the extremity of the globe, but here we have merely to la nent a loss which inhances the nian be yond genius which is a good heart and the friend of affliction. The poor of Dublin will feelingly lament him whilst what themselves call the better class, as the richer part of society will honour his remanbrance, and hope they may imitate his example.

In New Atreet, of a few day's Illness, Mr. William Stafford, aged 23 years, Brewer-Nephew to the Meffrs. Conlan His affectionate warm heart, endeared him to every one who poffeffed the advantage of his acquaintance, as their fincere and unaffected grief for his premature death fully teftifies-Reynuis &c.

In Christ Church Lane, Mr. Matt Hynes, In England, John David Latouche E quire, at the advanced age of 78. This gentleman was a native of Dublin, and a partner in the banking house of Latouche, and Co. The family is of French extrac tion, and visited this country under the pretence of conscience sake, to avoid the intolerance of the repeal of the celebrated edict of Nantz, though they came with a great stock of religion, yet it does not appear they had neither much literature, or money, nor was their grand entry Into Dublin marked by much splendour ? as

David the first, on the Irish stage, made his appearance in the tattered uniform of a French Dragoon, and for feveral years subsequent to his arrival, embarked into trade, as a journeyman Silk weaver.Notwithstanding the small capital or the adventarers, with the little advantages of Corpora tion interest, in something less than a ceutury the family have become the most distinguished in Ireland, for their wealth and connexions, As Privy Counsellors, domestic military men, Swadling Preachers, and Senators, no family has given more towards the safety and salvation of their adopted country.

MARRIED.

Mr. Bernard Byrne of Jervis Street, Timber merchant, to tbe agreeable Miss Catherine Rogers, of Brides Alley. ¡

THE ATTORNEY's CREED. I believe in Judge Bladderchops the Fa ther of Fiats, and in Judge Bobadil his simpering compeer :-I believe they were conceived in injustice, begotten by peti fogging; and born of Chicane.--I believe they will not descend into Hell until after they have enabled the Attorneys to raise themselves to an extraordinary height of wealth and granduer by the ruin of thou sangs I believe that writs, latitats and subpræenas, contain all truths necessary to an Attorneys salvation. I believe in the communion of bailiffs, process servers, and pursuers. I do not hope for the resurrec tion of the body and I fervently pray there may not be any life everlasting-Amén.

Just as the laft fheet was going to preis, we received from fome unknown hand, a Copy of a Pamphlet now in circulation in London, written by the celebrated Dr. Duigenan, it is folely confined to Catholic affairs, and as ufual to the Doctor's manner, when the subject of the religion of his parents, or his country employ his pen or eloquence, the two are most profully abufed. Every hiftorian, who has here- ' tofore vindicated our unfortunate country, or in any manner, apologised for the very frequent indifpofition of fpirit manifelled Ly us at more frequent injuries, the Dace tor reviles in the filthiest accumer. The Book has had a rapid fale in England, for to the honour of our mafters of every rank in that country, every thing and every perfon, that places us in a ridiculous or infamous pofition, are fure of meeting ample enocuragement,