PARNELL'S PROGRESS

         THROUGH AMERICA.

                        By M. O'Brien.

You loyal Irishmen draw near, unto those verse
lend on ear,
I Let us join and loudly cheer this Patriot so true,
I Who crossed the broad Atlantic main, our grievances
for to explain,
And for us Tenant Right to gain, and landlords to
subdue.
Not daunted by the Government, unto Columba
straight he went,
Back on the wings of steam he sent unto the starv-
ing poor,
That aid so badly we did need, our working classes
for to fred,
Our cause he has upheld indeed, and kept famine
from our door.

When he landed in America, unto the Irishmen did
say,
Contribute largely now I pray, your countrymen
to save,
If not you will find like '48, there many will meet
a famished fate,
And it grieves me for to state, perhaps a paupers
grave.
There are thousands in this country that are
famishing with poverty,
They have no work, so they must flee from the land
that gave them birth ;
If they got fair play, they would stop at home, for
Irishmen they need not roam,
Or cross the broad Atlantic foam unto America.

Parnell, old Erin's gallant son, this agitation has
be un,
Our battles he has fought and won, in spite of all
our foes ;
If there were many in this country like Parnell, you
would shortly see
Our native land it would be free, and the land sharks
they should go.
Another man I shall record, I'm sure he merits your
applause,
Along with Parnell stood our cause, and Healy is his
name,
There are other men you will shortly see appearing
in Irish history ;
There's Brennan, Daily, Davitt, and Killeen, thos
Irishmen of fame.