How can you for a moment doubt of the rapid effects which would be produced by the emancipation?  In the first place, to my certain knowledge the Catholics have long since expressed to his Majesty’s Ministers their perfect readiness to vest in his Majesty, either with the consent of the Pope, or without it if it cannot be obtained, the nomination of the Catholic prelacy.  The Catholic prelacy in Ireland consists of twenty-six bishops and the warden of Galway, a dignitary enjoying Catholic jurisdiction.  The number of Roman Catholic priests in Ireland exceeds one thousand.  The expenses of his peculiar worship are, to a substantial farmer or mechanic, five shillings per annum; to a labourer (where he is not entirely excused) one shilling per annum; this includes the contribution of the whole family, and for this the priest is bound to attend them when sick, and to confess them when they apply to him; he is also to keep his chapel in order, to celebrate divine service, and to preach on Sundays and holydays.  In the northern district a priest gains from L30 to L50; in the other parts of Ireland from L60 to L90 per annum.  The best paid Catholic bishops receive about L400 per annum; the others from L300 to L350.  My plan is very simple:  I would have 300 Catholic parishes at L100 per annum, 300 at L200 per annum, and 400 at L300 per annum; this, for the whole thousand parishes, would amount to L190,000.  To the prelacy I would allot L20,000 in unequal proportions, from L1000 to L500; and I would appropriate L40,000 more for the support of Catholic Schools, and the repairs of Catholic churches; the whole amount of which sum is L250,000, about the expense of three days of one of our genuine, good English just and necessary wars.  The clergy should all receive their salaries at the Bank of Ireland, and I would place the whole patronage in the hands of the Crown.  Now, I appeal to any human being, except Spencer Perceval, Esq., of the parish of Hampstead, what the disaffection of a clergy would amount to, gaping after this graduated bounty of the Crown, and whether Ignatius Loyola himself, if he were a living blockhead instead of a dead saint, could withstand the temptation of bouncing from L100 a year at Sligo, to L300 in Tipperary?  This is the miserable sum of money for which the merchants and landowners and nobility of England are exposing themselves to the tremendous peril of losing Ireland.  The sinecure places of the Roses and the Percevals, and the ‘dear and near relations,’ put up to auction at thirty years’ purchase, would almost amount to the money.