"KILLALOE DAM GONE."--Under this heading, boldly displayed, the _Scottish Leader_ announces that the inundation of the Shannon has caused further serious damage to the new drainage works at Killaloe. The way of putting it is undoubtedly terse and emphatic. It sets forth in three words the consternation that fell upon Killaloe when the Shannon rose, and the ruthless ruin that whelmed the town when the waters retired. At the same time it is not quite the language we would have expected from an able and responsible journal which has bearded the _Scotsman_ in its den, and shown that, after all, it is possible to establish a prosperous Liberal newspaper in the Lowlands. * * * * * MR. PUNCH'S MORAL MUSIC-HALL DRAMAS. No. III.--THE MAN-TRAP. Illustration: THE MAN-TRAP. This Drama, which, like our last, has been suggested by a poem of the Misses TAYLORS', will be found most striking and impressive in representation upon the Music-hall stage. The dramatist has ventured to depart somewhat from the letter, though not the spirit, of the original text, in his desire to enforce the moral to the fullest possible extent. Our present piece is intended to teach the great lesson that an inevitable Nemesis attends apple-stealing in this world, and that Doom cannot be disarmed by the intercession of the evil-doer's friends, however well-meaning. THE MAN-TRAP! _A Thrilling Moral Musical Sensation Sketch in One Scene._ DRAMATIS PERSONAE. _William (a Good Boy)_ Mr. HARRY NICHOLLS. } _who have kindly_ _Thomas (a Bad Boy)_ Mr. HERBERT CAMPBELL. } _offered their services._ _Benjamin (neither one thing nor the other)_ Mr. SAMUEL SUPER. _The Monster Man-trap_ Mr. GEORGE CONQUEST. SCENE--_An elaborate set, representing, on extreme left, a portion of the high road, and wall dividing it from an orchard; realistic apple-and pear-trees laden with fruit. Time, about four o'clock on a hot afternoon. Enter_ WILLIAM _and_ THOMAS, _hand-in-hand, along road; they ignore the dividing wall, and advance to front of stage._ _Duet.--William and Thomas._ _Wm._ I'm a reg'lar model boy, I am; so please make no mistake. It's THOMAS who's the bad 'un--_I_ am good! _Thos._ Yes, I delight in naughtiness for naughtiness's sake, And I wouldn't be like WILLIAM if I could! _Chorus._ _Wm._ Ever since I could toddle, my conduct's been model, There's, oh, such a difference between me and him! _Thos._ While still in the cradle, I orders obeyed ill, And now I've grown into a awful young limb! _Together._ Yes, now; {he's} grown into a awful young limb. {I've} I've made up my mind not to imitate _him_! [_Here they dance._ _Second Verse._