Should trample, and wild Irishmen dance war dances, and Americans expectorate, then Mr. Gladstone would be seen in his true colours. While this was going on, Old Mrs. Wynn sat in her easy-chair and Shook her head. She declared always that She was no politician. And young Walter Methven, attracted by the sudden quickening Of the conversation which naturally attended the introduction Of this subject, came forward, ready in the vein Of opposition which was always his favourite attitude.