what may be written, on topics which are useful to the community, whether professional or not. In truth, had our lawyers, divines, and physicians, inviolably, adhered only to their professional discussions, the country must have been deprived of many of the curious, erudite, and beautiful compositions which now adorn it.

It is with unfeigned pleasure I am able to inform you, that, after visiting so many various parts of the globe, and contending with all the dangers of disease, and of war, our doctorial friend is at length returned among us, and you will believe that I am one of those who hope that he has escaped from all his perils, to resume the professional employment for which he is so eminently qualified in the busy round of London. I do not wonder at your solicitude to know more of the Irish conflict. It occupies the active world; and the friends, and enemies, of England are looking on it with equal vigilance, though from very opposite motives. I trust, you believe, that I feel it too momentous, and too

much a part-a vital part of the happiness of

this country for me to have neglected it; but I

waited in a kind of dread suspense, in common with tens of thousands more on either side of the Irish channel, for some conclusion of the point at issue; after which, whatever might be the consequence, I had predetermined to detail the unhappy history of this new family quarrel amongst us, so that the whole might be before you. I joined your anxiety to my own in an appeal to Dr. P. from whom I had received progressive information, while he remained with the army in Ireland; and having, at length, " wrung from him his slow leave," I shall, as promised, now proceed to select and transmit, an original, and I am sure a faithful report of this dire civil dissension.

"I wish," says the Doctor, in his first letter on this disastrous theme, "I could give you a more pleasing account of our deeply-troubled sister; but, unhappily, her name transposed conveys too just an idea of her present statebeing, in truth, a sad Land of Ire - Inveterate discord threatens her very vitals, and she is in danger of becoming the victim of her own wrath. Rebellion seems to have taken deeper root than was apprehended. It is not only en

couraged by open, and desperate, example, but supported by a chain of systematic secresy. Disaffection and treachery are become the order of the day. Many thousands of the deluded people are in arms against the government. In the south, not less than thirty thousand are supposed to have taken the field; and there is strong reason to believe, that still greater numbers only lie concealed till a more favourable moment of declaring themselves. In the towns are crowds of United Men, ready to revolt on the first tidings of success. The loyal, and peaceable, subjects cannot be said to pass a night in security, being constantly exposed to the hazard of being murdered in their beds; and their houses, or towns, given up to flames. It is no longer a partial evil. The whole island is convulsed; and order, it is to be feared, will not be restored without the shedding of much blood. It is a contest between property and indigence. Those who seek its cause, only, in political, or religious, grievances are deceived. It is a domestic evil, and of such a nature, as to render it highly probable, that it can, only, be removed

by an union of Ireland with England. All other remedies will prove but palliatives. An introduction of commerce, and manufactories, into Ireland, must sooner, or later, be made the radical cure. A spirit of industry, and emulation, unknown among the lower classes of Irish people, is necessary to it becoming a peaceful, happy, and well-ordered state. It is not the idle, dissipated, mob of large towns - not the drunken, vicious, lawless, overflowings of crowded cities; -is is the sturdy, robust, peasantry the needy, oppressed, husbandman, who has fled to arms: something must, therefore, be radically bad in the domestic system of the country."

"Knowing my enthusiastic veneration for the adinired, and highly respected, character of an English farmer, you will conceive my surprize, and astonishment, when I found that, in Ireland, it was the plough, and the spade, which had been deserted for the pike, and the bayonet :that the peaceful cultivators of the soil stood foremost in the more than savage project of deluging that soil with human blood. In England

the peasantry are regarded as the firm support of the state-the nation's strong defence: They are men of independence, virtue, and patriotism:-Sensible of the comforts they enjoy, they feel a common stake in the country, and are ready to defend it :- they form, indeed, that class of men whom it would be most diffi

cult to incite to rebellion. So widely different is their situation in Ireland, that they, scarcely, appear to be the same order of people. Having no interest in the state, they have no inducement to defend it; -born to poverty, and bred in indolence, their only portion is indigence, and wretchedness. No change can depreciate their lotany they believe may improve it. Scarcely possessing the absolute necessaries of life, they have nothing to lose in the contest, and much to hope:- certain of not becoming worse, they seek amendment of their hard fortune in the great scramble of anarchy, disorder, and revolution. Yet it cannot be believed that rebellion can have originated with this class of men. They are but the deluded instruments of artful, wicked, and ambitious