text:  When we heard of their meditated descent upon Salisbury we fancied we saw Cobden and his companions waddling back geese-like and exclaimed-- "Geese! if we had you but on Sarum plain We'd drive you cackling back to Camelot!" So much for the boasted electoral triumphs of the Anti-corn-law League--we repeat that they are all mere moonshine and challenge them to disprove our assertion