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“I know it. I love your child; and, if you leave “ Coward !” said Bill Smith; "you can but die. I this life, ask her of you for my wife.”

didn't think you such a white-livered knave, or hang "Enough!" said Simon Morris

, standing erect, and me if I'd have joined you." wringing his hand. “My wife's last wish is accom- “Mercy?” said Simon Morris, in a solemn tone. plished. Boy, I am in your hands ! Aid me but to re- || “Mercy for the man who thinks of murdering me, cover my authority, and punish Paolo, and the next and dishonouring my daughter ? No, Paolo; you must night I fly this island. My destiny

My destiny accomplished.” || die. I give you five minutes to prepare." “I will do all you ask.”

“My friends, my comrades! will you let me be mur"Give me one of your pistols, and follow," said the dered in cold blood—your lieutenant, your old fellowpirate, entering the next room.

sailor? Madre di Dios! the captain is joking." “Gentlemen, I promise you life and liberty, if you No one said a word for him. swear to obey me implicitly for twenty-four hours. At "Hang the rope on yonder tree!" continued Morris. the end of that time you shall return to your ships, · Do you really mean to hang him ? " said Oliver, and all your men ; on condition that I, my daughter, in a low tone. this young man, Caterina, Mariana, and such as choose “I do! No words. It is necessary." to follow, are taken as passengers to such port as we Two men went out, and fastened a cord to a tree shall point out."

near the bower. It was high and strong, and a table The venerable Spanish commander at once acqui- was placed under it. But though we might harrow esced, as did all his officers; and, Caterina having made our readers by the details of the scene, and by the them swear upon the cross, they were freed. cries, and speeches, and implorings of the wretch, the

subject is too horrible to be pleasant to either writer CHAPTER IX.

or reader. SIMON MORRIS'S REVENGE. The Spaniards were six. Simon took the heavy In a quarter of an hour more, the guns of the bower cutlass from Oliver, and gave similar arms to the were signaling a general summons to all the pirates. Spaniards from a secret cupboard, while Caterina took | The bower was lit up. Torches had been fixed around the guns; she had re-assured the pirate about the whole place, while a huge pile of brushwood was Genevieve. Oliver retained his pistols.

heaped behind the body of Paolo, which still hung on When all were ready, Simon Morris burst open the the tree. Simon stood on the terrace, surrounded by door, just as Smith, the carpenter, cried aloud- his band.

“I tell you, Captain Simon is worth twenty Spa- The pirates soon obeyed the summons; and when nish cut-throats like Paolo.”

all were collected, the captain gave a signal, and a “Ay! ay!" thundered the pirate; "and you told sudden blaze of dry wood showed the form of Paolo. me truly, Smith, this morning. Is there any knave A universal thrill of horror pervaded the whole group. here who dares now to back that rascal Paolo ?” “There is the reward of treachery!” said Simon

Not a man moved. The sight of their commander, Morris, in a thundering tone. I had meant twelve backed by seven men, quite overwhelmed them. to share his fate; but the evil lay with him. Recollect

“Go! I forgive you all. But, up and be doing that Simon Morris is not to be killed by steel or bulTake your arms !-What fear I?- Take them, I say, let, and that I laughed at the rope with which that and to your duty. Remember, that of the fifty who wretch bound me. The same is now his death-knot. aided Paolo, twelve shall be hung like dogs. It is for Go! To-morrow night let the Alice be ready for sea, you to decide who are to be of the twelve.”

with Smith's watch. Another cruise, boys, and this The confidence displayed by Morris, with his ter- folly will be forgotten!" rible threat, had the desired effect. The men thought The pirates gave a loud cheer, and moved away, him more powerful than he was, while all were averse | silent with horror and alarm. The death of Paolo to hanging. They solemnly swore to be true. had struck the boldest with dismay.

“ Good !" cried Simon. “And now to arms. We Gentlemen,” continued Morris, turning to Oliver are more then twenty. Where is Paolo ?”

and the Spaniards, "you are my prisoners. Retire “Gone in search of your daughter,” said Smith, the to the inner room of the bower; your ransoms shall carpenter.

be discussed to-morrow." “For what purpose ?"

Before any objection could be made, Oliver and the "He talks of killing the father, and marrying the Spaniards were disarmed, and thrust into the bower, daughter."

where they remained, under heavy guard, cursing their "The unlaugod villain!” said the pirate, in a low folly in trusting the word of a pirate. That night, and tone ; "but he shall pay for it.”

all next day, they were left alonc, amply supplied with “Who goes there?” cried a sentry placed without. | food, but wholly unable to communicate with any one.

“Captain Paolo," replied the voice of Bill Smith, Oliver was profoundly moved. " and his worthy lieutenant.”

“I could not have believed it,” he said to the Spa“ Advance, and give the countersign."

niards. “I thought the man touched." “Genevieve,” said Paolo, in a surly tone ; " but “Born a dog, die a dog," muttered one of the young where she is hid, I can't say."

officers. At this instant he crossed the threshold with Bill “But the danger, the constant dread of such a life !" Smith ; and both were disarmed and pinioned before cried Oliver; and he added to himself, "Poor Genevieve! they could offer the least resistance.

I had hoped a better fate for thee.” "Meroy !" cried the Spanish pirate, whose whole "Gentlemen," said Simon Morris, entering suddenly, courage forsook him the instant he found himself in ||“I give you five minutes to be ready. Your baggage the power of Simon Morris,

is all on board. My faithful crew are ready. A dozen The ruffian never spoke again. The cutlass of the of my men, and six of yours, untainted, are all I could pirate captain laid him low. muster. I had hoped to go away with your vessel; “Pull, for your lives, boys!"cried Oliver, as his fatherbut your men are all bewitched. Drink and de-in-law leaped into the launch. The men strook out, bauchery have made them rank pirates."

as a discharge of pistols and guns warned them of the Oliver and the Spaniards seemed to awake from semi coming danger. Bill Smith had discovered the absence death. They made no observation.

of the Alice, and armed fifty men to capture their capGenevieve is on board,” whispered Simon. “Had tain. He was a minute too late. I acted otherwise, my men would have suspected me. In an hour more, all sign of the Devil's Island had My death is certain if they find I am flying. Be ready faded in the distance. for a fearful struggle if we are tracked.”

About six months after, Oliver Mildmay and Genea Oliver pressed the pirate's hand in silence, and the vieve Morris were united in marriage, in one of the party started. Smith, the carpenter, was on board ; | English settlements in America. On the same day, but two ex-pirates were with Simon. They had also Simon Morris and Catherine Preston (she had taken been rewarded by the booty of years, and had privately an English name on becoming a Protestant) were also helped themselves to much of their comrades' store. united. Oliver and Genevieve were patient and full

Simon led the way; and it was about midnight when of faith, and they at last brought the pirate to Te the party gained the beach.

pentance. The task was rongh, and needed at least six " Jenny!” said Simon; and a large launch drew years of long struggling; but grace came unto him, in-shore, while Oliver saw the sails of the Alice in the and Simon Morris died at a good old age, fully comoffing about a quarter of a mile ofl. All went rapidly vinced of his former sin, and mourned by his faithful into the boat save Simon Morris, who was preparing and devoted Catherine, who also sheltered Mariana. to step in too, when the flash of a pistol startled the The young couple prospered. Oliver sold his estate whole party.

in Jamaica, and settled in the colony, which was to Treachery!" roared Bill Smith, who had followed become a great nation, and where the Mildmays luare them.

"Come on, boys! Our captain is deserting us since increased and multiplied. with all his treasure."

P. B. St. J.



Snc lov’d her father, and look'd up to him
Even as the flower looks up in loveliness
To him who reared it the cultur'd bower-
Who water'd its young germ, and inly sigh'd
When the loud blast, unmindful of its bloom,
Blew forth unkindly o'er its fragile stem.
So did she love her father, for she knew
He was the guardian of her infant years ;
And thus agnia, like the fair flower portrayed,
Gave beauty for liis kindness.

Not alone
That outward beauty which all flowers disclose
While opening first the freshness of their huez
To smile with rapture in the radiant sun,
And, with external loveliness, entice
The passing throng to linger and admire;
But that sweet love, which, gazed minutely on,
Still siniles the more intrinsically sweet-
Diffusing innate love with bashfulness,
Like the chaste rose-bud in the dew-bright morn.
She heard her father of his birthday speak,
While in kind converse with a kindred friend;
Heard him, in joyful sadness, too, relate
His boyish fueds, his playfulness, and mirth,
And, at each pause, remember some one lost,
In the dark shadows of an early grave.
'Twas thus she watch'd him, though he knew it not ;
Learning that he who laugh'd at boyish sports,
At all the sinless mischiefs of that age,
Had not forgot he was himself a child
And therefore could forgive her little faults,
And smile on them, as now upon his own.

She form'd a wish, a secret of her own,
The life of which lay in concealing it;
And, as the youthful bosom soou expands,
The warm idea, as it sprung to life,
Was almost too puissant for her soul -
So wing'd it was with gladness and with love;
Yet did she struggle with its eager wings,
Until she bound each golden pinion down.
Slow wander'd aged Time, with feeble step,
As though asleep--so long the happy day
Seem'd ling’ring in the future far away,
Aleantime her tiny purse was valued o'er
At every lapse; and, as the snm increas'd,
So also grew tlie ardour of her heart
To make the offering greater.

Now, each day,
Iter gentle thoughts dwelt on the great result;
And as she went abroad inquiringly,
'Too many objects met her longing eyes
Above her treasur'd means.

At last shie fix'd,
Fix'd at the full extent of all her wealth----
Purchas'd the gift-conceal'd it carefully :
And when, next morn, her father's birthday came,
Rush'd to him, with the ardour of a child,
And plac'd the priceless present in his hands.
'Twas not the intrinsic value of the gift
That made it princely, precious, and esteem d,
But the endear'd affection of his child,
Which thrill'd the silver strings around his heart;
Then rolld a tear of love adown luis cheek,
Which wash'd away each care she e'er incurr'd.


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Few newspaper readers now require to be informed || lean cattle, that wandered, and grazed as best they that the tenant-right is an article of social faith among could, over the rest of the property. the peasantry of Ulster. Whether that trusted claim Such was the great house of Dungloe in the days derives its chief strength from the long-established ha-1 of its pristine glory, when its owner was Dennis bits of Irish, laudlords to grant no leases, anul take ac- O'Cleery. Dennis believed that the house had been count of improvements only by raising the rent, or from built, and the farm leased, by one of his ancestors, the primitive belief in the cultivator's proprietorship of when the last of the O'Donnels ruled in Donegal; the soil on wbich his care and energy have been ex- but traditions existed regarding a family tree which pended, let legislative philosophy decide; but, like all po had grown up long before that period, consisting of pular ideas, it has a much firmer hold on the minds of the successive O'Clcerys, who traced their origin to the people than any statute is likely to have, at least for some Halls of Tara, and had been bards and scribes to the time in Ireland. The legal security of a lease is not || Princes of Tyrconnel; and in later times the family considered half so sacred as the right of a family who had occupied the spot under English lords, and sun. have lit the hearth, and tilled the fields for more than dry renewals of tenure, till Dennis became the reoue generation. Provincial superstition has been even presentative. erlisted in its cause, and the following legend on the To be the descendant of scholars and poets, noue subject has still many believers in the half-reclaimed could have less pretensions to their accomplishments. wilds-of Donegal.

Dennis could neither read nor write; and of all this The western division of that extensive county is changeful world he kuew nothing beyond the limits of known to Government surveyors as the Barony of Boy Boylagh, which had been the bounds of his travels; and lagh, dreary and poverty-stricken tract has it been he belonged to a class of character by no means uncom. for ages, consisting of moorland, marsh, and fell, mon amoug the Irish peasantry. Simple, good-natured, washed on two sides by the broad Atlantic—with many and indolent, Dennis would have taken any advice but a rocky island and sand-barred bay, where ships are a wise one, especially if it happened to interfere with wrecked, and herrings come in shoals; and inhabited the established habits of his life, which were, in short, by an almost Celtic population, who, in scarcity of to talk as much and do as little as possible. Moreworldly goods, and carelessness regarding their provi-over, he was pious, after the fashion of his people, sion, might vie with any people on earth, especially in boundlessly charitable, given to hospitality and the the seaward parishes. Pre-eminent among them in these observation of holidays, liberal to the church on all respects is that of Templecroan, the neighbouring dis- occasions, and apt to blend his daily conversation with trict to Guidore, the scene of Lord George IIill's cele-|| ejaculatory prayers, the effect of which sometimes brated improvements, some faint imitations of which : bordered on the profane. have now appeared among its many bogs and lakes; IIe had married in early life, ard true to the proverb but at the period of our story, about fifty years ago, || regarding " birds of a feather,” &e., for his helpmate such doings were yet unimagined in the Barony of was the very counterpart of lier husband. Their Boylagh.

family consisted of four sons and three daughters, There then stood, ou a rough, rising ground near the who, as their father was wont to remark, “ wint mostly hamlet of Dungloe (the only resemblance of a town in pairs.” The two eldest, Phelim and Pat, were deor village yet to be found for many a mile in that scribed in that locality as "going boys," being somedreary district, and sit nated, as county maps can show, what over active, and given to fun and frolic, which at the head of a shallow bay on the northern side of they always shared together ; while their younger Templecroan), a long, low cottage, popularly known by i brothers, Con and Laurence, were no less constant an Irish term signifying the great house, in right of its companions in the field or fishing boat, where their superiority to the surrounding cabins. The oldest calmer energies found scope. neighbour couldn't tell when that dwelling was built; The muslin caps and scarlet mantles of Una and and the fashion of its construction was strangely primi-lonor had ofteu been envied by the belles of Dangloe; tive. The walls were thick and mossy, the roof heavy and all were robust, handsome boys and girls, includwith successive coats of thatch, the gables high anding the eldest daughter, who was usually designated, pointed, and in one of them, which fronted the hamlet,' by both the family and their neighbours, as " Poor was the only door of entrance or egress in the mansion. Biddy, tlic craythur.”

It gave immediate access to the principal apartment To have seen Biddy at home, in those days, would where all family and social affairs were transacted; and have illustrated at once the cause and import of that heyond, in regular order of succession, were the dormi- | appellation. While her sisters enjoyed themselves at fory, granary, and cow-house, all included under the neighbouring dance or distant fair-while they gossiped same sheltering roof. There was neither garden nor or- with their confidants, or chatted with the staff of chard ; but around lay a large, wild farm, the cultiva. suitors, dnly at twilight's fall assembled in O'Cleery's tion of which was carried on in patches according to kitchen-and while their mother by turns descanted convenience, with unvarying crops of barley and po- and smoked over their triumphs, all the hoasehold tatoes, which broad eart hen fences, covered with furze drndgery, and a large portion of out-door work, fell to and fern, scarcely protected from the hardy sheep and !) Biddy's share,

The younger Misses O'Cleery had early made up | been damp and chill, and was succeeded by a stormy their minds that Biddy was no beauty; but less in- | autumn, which promised ill for the crops in that sterile terested parties would have believed the large figure, district ; but the herrings came like a timely supply; frank, kindly face, and mass of auburn hair, if less over- and every man who could use an oar, or haul a net, worked and weather-beaten, or more accustomed to hurried to the fishery. Among the rest, Dennis's two feminine care and ornament, quite as comely as her remaining sons, Con and Laurence, went out in a neighbetter-esteemed sisters ; but no one thought of telling bour's boat, one moonlight night, with a brisk breeze that truth, and Biddy, robust of frame, and simple of from the north. But the breeze changed to a stom character, acquiesced in their grandeur, and her own before the break of day; and of seven boats that left Cinderellaship, as though both had existed by a species the bay that evening, just two returned with their of divine right.

crews, and the O'Cleerys were not among them. So things had gone in the days of their prosperity ; || Things about the old homestead began to look decayed but, unluckily, these did not last. Dennis's lease ex- \and desolate after that visitation; and the neighbours pired; and the landlord, in consequence, raised the rent wondered what Dennis O'Cleery had done to bring to an amount far beyond the entire produce of his wild, such ill-luck on him. His hair grew grayer, and bis half-cultivated fields. The injustice of that proceeding, home-made blue, threadbare and ragged; as did his together with plans for avoiding it, furnished him with wife's drugget gown ; while the pair's consumption of matter of discourse from one season to another ; during time and tobacco increased marvellously, in consequence which, as the crops vere bad, and there happened to be of their losses. Both agreed that the pipe was their no resident agent, Dennis O'Cleery paid no rent at all. "only comfort;" and they might have added that poor

Another misfortune came in the shape of a revenue Biddy was their only support. The entire manage officer, who, having observed a thick smoke ascending ment of house and farm, such as it was, now devolved from the furze and ferns that covered one of his broad on her; and Biddy's days drudged on in a laborious ditches, thought proper to examine the spot, rather variety of toil. She carried out the manure to plant unexpectedly, at three o'clock one summer morning ;) potatoes, and in, the peat for fuel; the spade all day was and found a complete, though primitive distillery, partly generally succeeded by the spinning-wheel in the evenexcavated in the ground, and partly built in the fence, ing; but the woman's utmost exertions were insufficient with a still for the manufacture of malt spirits in full to keep poverty and dilapidation from the premises. operation, superintended by Phelim and Pat O'Cleery, The farm became more like a wilderness every year ; with some half-dozen assistants.

the house grew bare of thatch, and crazy as its owners' The revenue party attempted to make a general garments; and one stormy winter night, while Dennis seizure ; but the O'Cleerys and their friends were sat, as usual, smoking, and wondering what the Parhigh-spirited young men, and made such a desperateliament wud do for Irelan',” the entire rear fell in with defence with what weapons the place afforded, that the a crash, killing their last cow, and leaving only the assailants were routed, and the officer killed by a chance front apartment habitable. Dennis said, “if it wis the blow from one of the brothers—which, it was never as- Lord's will to let the house stan', an' the cow live, he certained, as both immediately fled from the vengeance would have been thankful—but the cupples would make of the law, and sought refuge in America.

mighty convanient firin’;" and the back part of luis At the next wake after their departure, Una and mansion, accordingly, supplied him with fuel till the Honor eloped, respectively, with the son and nephew following spring, when a great event occurred in Temof Peter Finnigan, the hereditary and faction foe of the plecroan-for an agent arrived in its borders. O’Cleerys. Of course, both Peter and Dennis con- The noble family to whom the greater portion of sidered their families utterly disgraced by this double Boylagh still belongs, were then, as now, supposed to marriage, which was duly celebrated by the parish | see it once in a generation. Each successive heir, at priest at his own house, where it is even said some some period of his reign, made himself visible to the small festivities came off on the occasion. Two days tenantry by posting through it as quick as possible; after, the young bridegrooms, having no other resource, and, as their more productive estates lay at a considerenlisted with the recruiting sergeant pursuing his avo- | able distance, Boylagh was always a separate agenes, cation in Donegal, and, within the year, sailed from subject, as at the period of our story, to occasional Cork, with their wives, for the West Indies. interregnums; for few of the factor kind, who contd

These successive calamities were rendered still do better, cared to remain in that poor and backward heavier by the large fine then imposed on the "town- corner. Moreover, the lords of the soil generally reland," as certain rustic divisions of Ireland were called, sided in England--all their connexions were there ; aud when an illicit still was discovered. To pay his pro- | English attachés who could not be provided for at portion, Dennis was obliged to dispose of the greater home, were sometimes deputed to the Borlagh estates, part of his stock in a cheap season ; and there being no although their stay there was seldom long. The other tenants, the absentee landlord paid the remainder || new agent was one of this description. with much grumbling, and sundry resolutions to get The Ilonourable and Reverend Deverenx Hardman rid of the O'Cleerys.

(as he delighted to style himself) came in the double The prosperous days of that household were indeed capacity of agent and rector to Templccroan. Both over; but Fate bad yet some methods in store for di. offices were in the gift of the family, to some member minishing their numbers. The wild bay of Dungloe of which, it is said, he had been a college tutor. The is still occasionally visited, at the close of summer, by church was, indeed, a sort of sinecure—its average great shoals of herrings, on their way from the Northern attendance being estimated at fifteen, when the Sabbaths Atlantic; and the following season brought them to the were particularly fine. If it rained, no congregation coast in more than usual abundance. The summer had ll was ever expected. The tithes were also small

, and

ill-paid; and, as it had been vacant several years, a || Donald Macpherson approached his master in years, casualty by no means uncommon, the glebe-house had for both were fast verging on forty; but was in other served the purpose of a parish pound, and was now in respects his very contrast. He was of Highland origin, a most ruinous condition. Till a more suitable resi- || and had that austere yet respectable manner, and grave dence could be provided, his family (which consisted thoughtful face, peculiar to the better orders of his of a very subdued lady, three female servants, a negro people. Accustomed to hard work from boyhood, traces footman, and a Scotch gardener-expected to make of which remained on the muscular hand and frame, himself generally useful in the meantime, and in future the gardener had a stock of useful though unimposing cultivate fine apples on the most economical principle, talents, which, together with his trustworthiness and the agent having a more than English relish for the sobriety, ensured his becoming the right-hand man of good things of the table), were located at the only inn in any employer; and nothing but the fact that he had got Dungloe; where, according to the landlord, “they ate all cmbroiled in radical politics--then a perilous speculathe fowls in the parishi, and gave no pace day nor night." || tion at home-could have induced him to put up with

What petitions for abatement, prayers against pro-|| the moderate recompense and varied services assigned cess and decree, and appeals from the decisions of him by Mr. Hardman. former agents, beset him there, can be guessed at only “A' cum about me tinint-rite,” said Dennis, with a by those who have filled a similar office in Ireland; and sort of shiver, in reply to the agent's stern—“What's among the applicants came Dennis O'Cleery.

your business?" “Katy,” said he, addressing his wife as he entered “Ye see the house is doon, an' Biddy, the crayther, where she and Biddy were, in their own phrase, “boilin' can't work the farm. Shame a hait grows on it bit whins! the breakfast;" “Katy, here's a paper the process. | What does yer honour think a’ should git for it.” sarver tipped me; an’ the schoolmasther says it's a “My good man,” said the agent, in the dry, comnotice of injectment for payin' no rint these five years. I posed tone with which he read the service, “I am Bit the agin' won't be hard on the poor, an' him belongs astonished at your ignorance. There is no such thing to the clargy; so a’ll go till him, an' see about sellin' || as tenant-right. It is an absurd idea, never recog. me tinint-rite. It's little a' thought it wud come tonised by the English law. If you have no lease, your that wance; bit the price will keep us in comfort, and farm is the property of your landlord.” save your boiles, Biddy dear. It's a good girl ye hive “Is’t the farm where me father lived and laboured, been till us. Bit noo that a'min', avourneen, who wis where a' wrought all me days, and me childer-thim the dark gintleman that they say sit on the ditch, an' that left their counthry, and thim that God took from helped ye wid the creels yesterday?"

me-niver spakin'of poor Biddy, the craythur-wrought "Oh, father,” said Biddy, trying if the potatoes were about me late an’ early? Oh! yer riv'rince, a' know done, in wonted style, with the tongs." Shure that a'm in 'rears ; but shure it's expectin' wool off a goat wis the Scotchman that cum wid the new agin'. Heto ax rint from me,” said Dennis, with a glance at says he's goin' to make a gran' garden hereabouts, wid his ragged coat. Wouldn't ye allow me somethin' reasons and nuts in it; an', father dear, sell the tinint for me tinint-rite?” rite as fast as ye can, for a'm thinkin' the agin' has a No!” said the agent. “It's contrary to my notion on our place.”

principles to encourage such popular errors; but, as In less than an hour after that conversation, Dennis I intend building on the place myself, if you leave it O’Cleery stood among a crowd of his neighbours

, wait- to my consideration ing the great man's leisure, in the kitchen of the small * Lave it to yer consideration !” shouted Dennis, public-house; one after another ascending to the par. | whose small amount of sense and patience was fairly lour as their names were called by the black footman, upset by what he regarded as a despotic invasion of and retiring the moment their business was done, but his vested right. “Orra, bad luck to ye! Do ye rarely with satisfied faces.

take the O'Cleerys for dirt under the English feet of At length Dennis's name was called; and he went ye? Wirn’t me ancesthors poets and musicioneers, up, old bat in hand, to find Mr. Hardman seated, in an iviry man of them but a gran”-uncle that took to the arm-chair, before a table covered with papers, and, at hecklin', an'an aunt that wint to Scotlan—the Lord a distance sufficient to mark his inferiority, the Scotch look down till her!” gardener, whose multifarious duties also included those “ Turn that man out !” said Hardman to the negro, of a clerk.

whom his bell had summoned; but, warned by a friendly The Honourable and Reverend Devereux was an aris- sign from Macpherson, Dennis hastily withdrew, growltocratic but somewhat lathy-looking gentleman, withing that "he wud nivir lave the farm till somebody an automaton countenance, and certain peculiarities of paid him for his tinint-rite." character not likely to make Templecroan rejoice under From that hour, all amicable arrangements between his administration. He had a boundless contempt for Dennis and the agent were at an end. The latter, like anything Irish-which, by the way, was equalled by his most narrow natures, could not forget that his anthority ignorance on the subject--a horror of Popery, a glory had been defied, and his dignity set at nought. Besides, in belonging to the Established Church, and an antipa-he intended building on the farm; and, to such a chamthy to all Dissenters except the Scotch gardener, who, pion of legal interests, O'Cleery's assertion of tenantthough an unconvertible Presbyterian, he could not con- right appeared a form of rebellion which he was bound veniently want; combined with a species of pertinacity || to crush. on all matters, great and small, which he called prin- Dennis, on the other hand, was as obstinate as age ciple, and which would have made him sacrifice the sand desperation could make him. He believed him most important interests of another to the merest self leading the forlorn hope of Boylagh, a fact which caprice or prejudice of his own.

his neighbours did not allow him to forget. He

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