ESSENCE OF PARLIAMENT.

Inangahua Times, Volume IV, Issue 91, 5 November 1877, Page 2

ESSENCE OF PARLIAMENT.

(DUNEDIN SATtfKDAY ADVERTISE!*.) SPECIAL TELEG.AAM.. Lambton. Kay. Wellington, Oct. Uth. Ton me conshinse, this is the proudest moment o' me life, and wi' Rood rayson, for sure we've dhragfied tho tyrants down at last. Bad luck to the thick I've done since last Monday night but dhrink whisky. Oa the evenm o.' that day,

moself an' a few more o' the Opposition boys tuk tay with Sir George, and discussed the situation thoroughly, We thin _ and there detarmioed to make a bould plungo for it that night, Ay coorse there was a few a* the Government rinigades still aittin' on a rail (this is a Parliminthery frase), so I was , deputed by mo collaiges to go an' raison wid thim, in, ordher to bring thim to their sinses. •• Paddy," sess Sir George, " yeVe a soft, brogue," ses he, •'■ an' ye can put tU&comeither on thim," says he, " wid yer blar<« ney," sos he. Well, off I wint to disi coose wid de waverers, an' be this an' ba that, I ta ked them over in less' than no time. Some o* thim wot rather stiff; an' I had to promiso thim nate billets before I could ravson thim out o # their stubborn ness. " Boys," ses I, " ye're wasting yer time wid those ungrateful Ginthralists," " Come over to us," ses I " and begorra we'll make mm o* ye," 6es I. Well, me jewel' me jewidishous blowin' had ihe decided effect, for by the hokey poW, aiteh and ivery man' of thim lost their Ballance on the rail an* tumbled over to. our side. But by me sowl, I had the divil's own work to whip some o' thim up to the scratch. Some o' tho vermmts pat purty high prices on their votes. I cat* tell ye, an' one member one mimber looked himself in the store roam of Bel-! "~ lamy's an' when he was discovered there was a pint bottle of Ould Tom missin.* But we sucsaded at last, and the result was a glorious victhery, Bntwo.'still had a difficult task before us. We have quaro work intirely, to satisfy onr boys. Mis* ther Larnach has the divil's own -job to keep thim in ordher. Every bosthoon, from Shrimski to Satan, an' from Brown "■' to Bunny, wants to play Hamlet in the now Ministhry. Misthcr Larnach giv^s thim plinty of soft talk, but begog he's just throwing sawdust in their eyes. Bub whisper (ay coorse I tell ye this in con» fidence), Lord Normaobce sint for me f in tho quite, and axed ma in sthrict conQdenco to take office. These Provinchialists,, * ses he, "an unruly lot, an' unless a pace*/ ful, sinsible man like mysilf takes thim,; „ an' keeps thim in check, there's no tellin* what they might do," sea he. " Paddy asthorne,""ses he, " Paddy asthore," ob« lige mo by accepting port*>foUy, ses he, " an' I's l>o everlastingly obliged to ye," ses he. Begorra, it wint to me heart to refuse His Excellency, but private business privinted me from accepting the pro* ffered honor. However, I promised to lind the new Ministhry me valuable assistance, and to advise thim in matters of esthraime difficulty* I was jisfc under the iufluence o* tho Muse, composm' a node in honor of our viothory, when Misther Hoes dhropped into me office' on Lamb ton Kay, to as to spaike a Word to Larnach for him, as he wants to get into office moighty bad. I had only got to the third verse whin he disturbed me, but I'll sond ye some nioro on a future occasion. The following is the lidos :— Hurroo, hurroo ! the tyrant crew havo tumbled down at last, Our bould Provincial colors now are v floating at the mast, Our captain's at the helm, brave boys— hooray, ye sowls, hooray ! Though things were loosing blue before begorra now they're Grey. Tho. Rampants and tho Modherates marched bouldly to the front — Awake, me harp, in accents sharp, and sing the power o' blunt, Of sugar, tin, and rhino too, they're all the same, ye seo. It's picking we are afther, boys—but that's 'tweon you an' me. Thin shout, me valiant haros how, let joy fill every mouih, Let bonfires blaze on every hill from North unto the South, * ' From Larnach's Castle steep, me boys, to ' Kawau far away, Wo'll boast an' brag, and raiso our rag, or noble flag of Grey I Paddy Mubpht,