"You gave me the key of your heart, my love; then why did you make me knock?" Oh that was yesterday, saints above! And last night -- I changed the lock!.

And a toiler dies in a day.

''You gave me the key of your heart, my love; then why did you make me knock?'' Oh that was yesterday, saints above! And last night -- I changed the lock!

The organized charity, scrimped and iced, in the name of a cautious, statistical Christ.

Putting prize-fighting altogether aside as one of the unavoidable evils attending on this manly exercise, the inestimable value of boxing as a training, discipline, and development of boys and young men remains.

In 1889, I predict, the legislative stage of the Irish question will have arrived; and the union with England, which shall then have cursed Ireland for nine tenths of a century, will be repealed.