_The mackerel fishers of Kinsdale (simple, but imaginative and often religious men, belonging to many nationalities--Irish, Scotch, French, and even German) have been deeply touched by the fate of the young lovers who, finding their love doomed by the hatred between their races, and nothing left to them in life, preferred death to separation. A few days ago they asked permission to bury the bodies, and yesterday they did so, choosing as the place of rest the summit of Cape Clear, which looks out on the Atlantic. To-day they have built over the spot a broad and lofty cairn, which will henceforth be the first thing seen by the passengers on the great liners who are coming in from the New World to the Old, and the last by those who are going out from the Old World to the New._--The Times. “_Love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave.... Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it._”