I defy him to allege a law or a statute, or even a proclamation that is violated by the Catholic Board. No, gentlemen, no; his religious prejudices--if the absence of every charity can be called anything religious--his religious prejudices really obscure his reason, his bigoted intolerance has totally darkened his understanding, and he mistakes the plainest facts and misquotes the clearest law, in the ardor and vehemence of his rancor. I disdain his moderation--I scorn his forbearance--I tell him he knows not the law if he thinks as he says; and if he thinks so, I tell him to his beard, that he is not _honest_ in not having sooner prosecuted us, and I challenge him to that prosecution. It is strange--it is melancholy, to reflect on the miserable and mistaken pride that must inflate him to talk as he does of the Catholic Board. The Catholic Board is composed of men--I include not myself--of course, I always except myself--every way his superiors, in birth, in fortune, in talents, in rank. What is he to talk of the Catholic Board lightly? At their head is the Earl of Fingal, a nobleman whose exalted rank stoops beneath the superior station of his virtues--whom even the venal minions of power must respect. We are engaged, patiently and perseveringly engaged, in a struggle through the open channels of the constitution for our liberties. The son of the ancient earl whom I have mentioned cannot in his native land attain any honorable distinction of the state, and yet Mr. Attorney-General knows that they are open to every son of every bigoted and intemperate stranger that may settle amongst us. But this system cannot last; he may insult, he may calumniate, he may prosecute; but the Catholic cause is on its _majestic march_; its progress is rapid and obvious; it is cheered in its advance, and aided by all that is dignified and dispassionate--by everything that is patriotic--by all the honor, all the integrity, of the empire; and its success is just as certain as the return of to-morrow’s sun, and the close of to-morrow’s eve. “_We will--we must soon be emancipated_,” in despite of the Attorney-General, aided as he is by his august allies, the aldermen of Skinner’s-alley. In despite of the Attorney-General and the aldermen of Skinner’s-alley, our emancipation is certain, and not distant.