The Prince of Wales's Visit to Ireland.

Evening Post, Issue 177, 1 September 1865, Page 2

The Prince of Wales's Visit to Ireland.

-Tho Times, in a loader on the visit of the l'liuf" of Wales to Ireland, says the Queen

spends three months of every year in Scotlaud, and not 11 11 frequently stays for weeks at Co'oourg, whereas, in a reign of 28 years } she Ins certainly not resided half as many days in Ireland. There may have been good reasons— at all events there are reasons now which are above all criticism — but it does seem a great pity that the Prince and Princess of Wales should not more frequently visit where their appearance would call forth huirtfilfc gratitude. Ireland abounds in princely mansions, and there are Irish noblemen wiio would feel it a high honour to entertiin them. Irish discontent, so far as it is real, is closely allied to a sense of neglect* a ,'1 for this feeling there could be no better palliative than the occasional residence of the heir app-irent in Ireland. Lii.vtiLi s DicKfc.uo' Recollection. — At the anniversary dinner of the Newspaper Press Fund Mr. diaries Dickens (who took the el'air) observed i:\ the course of his speech ; — " I would venture to remind you, if i delicately may, in the august presence of members of Parliament, how much we, the public, owe to the reporters if it were only for the skill ia two great sciences of condensation tind rejection. Conceive what our sufferings, under an Imperial Parliament, however popularly constituted, under however gloiious a constitution, would be if the reporters could not skijj— (much laughter.) Dr. Johnson, in one of his \iolent assertions, declared that ' the man who was afraid of anything must be a scoundrel, sn\' Though admitting that the nmn who is afraid of a news will generally be tound to be rather something like it, 1 must still freely own that I should approach a parliamentary debate »vith fear and trembling if it were unskilfully surved up. I once reported some flection proceedings under such pelting rain, thatl remember how good natured colleagues, who chanced to be at leisure, held a pocket-handkerchief over my no e-book after the manner of v state canopy in an ecclesiastical procession (laughter). I have worn my knees by writing on the okl back row of the old gallery oi the ol<] House of Commons ; and I h ive worn my feet si an ing to write in a preposterous pen in the oU Ho .se of Lords, where we used to be huddled like so many sheep— (laughter) — kept in waiting till the woolsack might w..nfresttifH.ig — (a laugh). Returning home from excited political meetings in the country to the wniting press in London, I do verily believe I have been upset in almost every description of vehicle known in this country — (a laugh). I have been, in my time, benighted on miry by-roads towards the small hours, forty or fifty miles from London, in a crikkity carrriage, with exhausted horses and drunken poßtboys." »^