Mr. STEELE is far different, as a man and an
orator, from the wily DANIEL. His speeches resemble nothing human, except the tragedies of NAT. LEE, who was not au Irishman, but very mad— which is not the same thing. If flowers of eloquence were to be classed like the flowers of the field, assuredly the following speci- men would be arranged with hemlock and the deadly night. The orator is speaking of an article in a newspaper : his indignation would be tremendous if it were not ridiculous.
" Whoever is the writer of that article is a villain, accursed of God and of man. All the dew of Paradise would be unavailing to wash out the blood-stain with which his soul is incarnadined: I disclaim him as one of our species ; he is not of human race ; or if, indeed, heibear the human form, he is some Goul or Vampire, fiend-begotten in baleful eestaey, by Burke, the murderer, upon Helen Macdougal, the murderess, in one of their orgies, after the suffocation of an anatomical victim in their ghastly den."
The 'Irish reporter adds, " (Tremendous accialnation.)
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