We have equally good accounts from Carrigaline, a great potato-growing country; also, from Whitechurch; from Fermoy, and a number of other localities.
Mr. WILLIAM CAHILL of Ballinoe called at this office, on Monday, and showed us a stalk to which was appended a cluster of nearly full-grown ash-leave kidneys; and neither upon bulb or stalk was there the least trace of the disease.
Mr. CAHILL also stated an important fact-- that he had six or seven different descriptions of potato set; and in no one variety could he discover a symptom of the blight. He added that many were grown from seed that had been tainted.
It is stated in Cork that all the rumours may be easily traced to corn speculators, who, to seve their own selfish ends, would circulate that or any other disheartening rumour.
TO THE EDITOR OF THE DUBLIN EVENING POST.
MY DEAR CONWAY.-- The article on the condition of the potato crop, which appeared in your paper of the 29th ult., caused universal consternation in this quarter. The circomstantial details of the disease which manifested itself, induced every one to believe that the potato was this year as irretrievably gone as in the last. Upon examining, however, the stalks of that vegetable in this quarter, it was found that no appearances presented themselves which could warrant such alarm as the article in your paper was calculated to excite.
People then began to doubt the accuracy of the information with which you were supplied; and now the impression is, that the speculators in grain, and those particularly who are large holders, and who are and must be deeply affected by falling prices, have been active in promoting the alarming accounts of the potato crop which have got into the papers.
I am very much inclined to coincide with this opinion. On this day we had a solemn dirge for the repose of the Liberator's soul. I had an opportunity of speaking to several clergymen from the country, who attended on the melancholy occasion, and from them all I had assurances that the potato crop never looked more healthy and luxuriant than it does at present.
JOHN SHEEHAN, P.P.,
St. Patrick's Waterford.
[We are not surprised, in the general decay of nature, that the most vigorous element should still survive, and Blarney be flourishing in Ireland. Yet we apprehend that there is a tangible cause creating this "greenest spot in misery's waste." The feudal ruin, so famous in song, had been untenanted early in this century; but twenty years ago a wool spinning factory was established in the village by the Messrs. Mahoney of Cork, and some hundred children have ever since been paid money wages regularly in that neighbourhood. Hence habits of industry, hence an independent feeling, hence foresight and economy.
These unassuming benefactors of the locality are your true patriots, and more wanted in Ireland than a thousand brawlers. We believe they are the brothers of the gentleman whose renown in our literature is Proutean. --Morning Chronicle.].
Extract from a letter of one of the Bombay Committee dated Bombay, May 1.
"I must not permit myself to detail the many pleasing instances of deep and real sympathy which have come to my notice, and only venture to allude to them because they evidence the vital unity of feeling which binds together the members of England's mighty empire.
"These mutual acts of kindness and fellow feeling tend to strengthen the attachment both of the mother country and her dependencies, and are among the best pledges of its preservance. . .
I am justified in asserting the wretched tenants of Mr. Beamish are objects of universal commisseration. And as proof I must tell you that one brother who permitted the other to take shelter after his ejectment in a card shed, was refused the trifle promised him for giving up possession. This is one of the persons whom Mr. Beamish does not recognise as one of his immediate tenants. Again, these people so treated were employed by Mr. Beamish to sow corn in the farms which until then they themselves occurpied. --What was the result? Why not a shilling would they get till they emptied their cabins.
It would seem, by the tenor of Mr. Beamish's letter, he knew not whether there were villages o nhis property. I beg leave to tell him there were, up to the late visit of the Rev. Somerset Townsend, who undertook through motives of personal friendship to lay them waste, and who very prudently remained silent on the subject. I shall give a short extract of a letter writtenby Mr. Lovel, the under agent, to Hosford, his Poundkeeper, on hearing of the Widow Gainey's death: "the Widow Gainey is dead, a happy riddance, I wish fifty more of them were gone." This is the sympathy of an agent for an old tenant. After this what are we to expect? Even the desolation that overshadows us this season only as it were, steels the hearts of our masters.
I remain your Correspondent,
I measured the ground-- it was exactly forty feet square, and contained according to their calculation, nine hundred bodies. They then invited me to come and see a grave close by. I could scarcely endure the scene. The fragments of a corpse were exposed, in a manner revolting to humanity; the impression of a dog's teeth was visible. The old clothes were all that remained to show where the corpse was laid.
They then told me most deaths in the workhouse were occaisioned by bad water; and the Guardians would not pay for a horse to procure clean water from a distance. More particulars in my next.
At present it is confined to the neighbourhood of emigrant boarding houses. Dr. Van Buren, who has been stationed at the quarantine ground, has died of it, and several of the doctros that have been attending the Marine hospitals are ill with it. 567 have died on the passages from Great Britain to New York, since the 1st of January.
A reporter from this establishment visited the depot on Saturday last, when there were between FIVE and SIX THOUSAND individuals, of both sexes, old and young, congregated in the large yard attached thereto, all eating with an avidity seldom surpassed, the wholesome and substantial food which had just been dispensed to them. Father Mathew has had erected THREE new boilers, in addition to the two already erected by the committee, in consequence of the vastly increased number of poor relieved.
The gates are kept open every day till one o'clock, when all who seek relief are indiscriminately admitted. The food distributed is composed of the best Indian meal made into "stirabout," and constitutes a wholesome and nutritious article of dietary. The expense entailed by this establishment is enormous, the consumption of Indian meal amounting daily to near ONE TON-AND-A QUARTER which, with the staff required for the making and proper distribution of the food, costs over £130 per week.
We trust that Father Mathew will be liberally aided by the benevolent in this truly charitable undertaking, and that they will not allow his private resources to suffer therefrom.
I am, sir, your obedient servant,