CARDINAL MANNING, apparently having been invited by its author to express an opinion upon Mr. WM. O'BRIEN'S "_When we were Boys_," writes:--"When I got to the end, I forgot the book, and would only think of Ireland--its manifest sufferings, and its inextricable sorrows." His Eminence then continues:--"I hope to see the day break, and I hope you will see the noontide, when the people of Ireland will be readmitted, so far as is possible, to the possession of their own soil, and shall be admitted, so far as is possible, to the making and administration of their own local laws, while they shall still share in the legislation which governs and consolidates the Empire. Then _Ken_ and _Mabel_ shall be no more parted." No doubt this excellent critique will be followed by the publication of letters somewhat similar to the following:-- DEAR MR. APPLES,--I promised to write to you after I had used your Soap. When I had finished washing my hands, I forgot everything but gallant little Wales. I hope to see the morning, and trust you will see the evening, of that time when the bold sun of freedom will shine over a land true to itself, as far as possible, and rejoicing in the name of the country without stain. Then will we all say, "Good afternoon," followed by the customary inquiry. Believe me, Always yours very faithfully, W. E. GL-DST-NE. Should this mode of criticism be extended, the benefit to those who have to review without knowing what to say will be obvious. * * * * * A New Heading of an Old Epitaph. "A remarkable coincidence has attended the drawings of two of the principal Club Derby Sweepstakes. As we stated yesterday, the Garrick Club Sweepstakes, of the value of £300, has fallen to Mr. HENRY IRVING. We now learn that Mr. TOOLE benefits to the extent of £75 out of the Sweepstakes of the Devonshire Club."--_Daily News._ LOVELY in Life, they were Both There when the Sweepstakes were Divided. * * * * * [Illustration: A SEVERE SENTENCE. _She._ "YES, DEAR, I'M AFRAID COOK WANTS JUDGMENT." _He._ "_JUDGMENT!_ SHE WANTS _EXECUTION!_"] * * * * * "THREE FISHERS." THREE fishers went fishing North-east and North-west (Like the trio from Kingsley familiarly known). Each thought himself, doubtless, the bravest and best, And held the good "swims" should be mainly his own. There was JOHNNY the Briton, and FRANÇOIS the Frank, And JONATHAN also, the artful young Yank, An expert at "bouncing" and "boning." And FRANÇOIS the Frank, who went fishing for cod, Nicked lobsters as well, and he stuck to them too; He declared they were all the same thing, which seemed odd, The result being anger and hullaballoo, And rows about Bounties, and shines about Bait; For ructions all round are as certain as fate, When parties go "bouncing" and "boning."