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"And they want me to smother this quick fire which will not die, and they want me to break the blooming almond."
“Oh! holy Marys, ye who can change our tears to flowers, quickly bend your ear to my grief.
“Give me Vincent, and happy and smiling we will come to see you together.
“It is so little to you, oh beautiful saints of gold, to move my father's heart.”
But alas ! thongh the prayer is heard, it is not answered as human love would wish. Mireio grows dizzy, the church seems to widen, paradise to open, and in the splendour of eternal stars, she sees the three lovely Marys bending towards her their radiant aspect.
“White in the transparent air, the three bright Marys were descending from Heaven. One pressed an alabaster vase to her bosom, like the shepherd-lighting moon in the clear nights, was her heavenly brow.
“ The second let her yellow hair float in the wind, and modestly stepped with a palm in her hand ; the third, still young, concealed a little her brown face with her white veil ; and her dark eyes shone more than diamonds."
With gentle looks and smiles of love, the three Marys comfort the sick and mourning girl.
“Oh maiden,” they say, "great is thy faith; but how heavy to us is thy prayer! Deluded girl, thou wantest to drink from the springs of pure love. Deluded one, before death thou wantest to prove the strong life that transports us in God himself When hast thou seen happiness on earth ?"
And to soften the bitter pang of death and separation, the three Marys tell Mireio through what sorrows and tribulations they, the holy penitent, the companions of our Lord, and mothers of apostles, reached the kingdom of Heaven. Her faith becomes deeper, her heart grows calm as she hears them.
“"Farewell, Mireio,'say the Marys, 'the hour flies; we see life tremble in thy body as a lamp that will soon be extinguished. Before the soul leaves it, let us go sisters, in haste let us go, towards the beautiful heights let us go before her.
“Roses, a robe of snow let us prepare for her; a virgin and a martyr of love, the young girl is going to die. Blossom, ve celestial paths ; ye holy lights of empyreum spread before Mireio.""
Mireio has been missed and followed. Her parerts and Vincent are on her track; when they reach the Saintes she is dying. The church has a terraced roof that overlooks the sea ; there they bear her that she may breathe the cool breeze of evening. They sing the hymn which the Saintes love, but Mireio sinks faster and faster. She points to the sea. Others only perceive the white limit of earth and sky; but she sees a mysterious barge gliding towards her.
“The poor child is delirious; in the reddening ocean we only see the sinking sun.
- Yes, yes, it is they,' says the sick girl, ‘my eye deceives me not. Oh! miracle of God, their boat is coming here.'
“But as a white daisy that has scarcely blossomed ere the sun consumes it, so does she turn pale, and Vincent, terror in his soul, kneeling by his beloved, commends her to our Lady, and to all the saints of Paraclise.
“They had lit the wax lights. In violet stole the priest
brings the heavenly bread and cools her burning lips. Then he gave her extreme unction; he anointed her with the holy chrism, in seven parts of her body, according to Catholic
“All was calm then; the oremus of the priest alone was heard. On the wall the dying day shed a yellow light, and the sea with beautiful waves broke slowly on the beach with a long moan.
Kneeling, her tender lover, her father, and her mother now and then uttered a deep broken sob. “Come,' said Mireio, “the parting is nigh ; come let our hands meet, for the halo grows brighter on the brow of the Marys.'
Her parents break into lamentations, and Vincent exclaims :
""Oh thou, the Pearl of Provence, thou, the sun of my youth! shall it be said that so soon I must behold thee cold in the sweat of death! shall it be said, oh ye saints, that you will have seen her dying, and embrace your sacred threshold in vain!'
“ Then the young girl answered with a low voice, 'Oh! my poor Vincent, what is before thy eyes ? Death, that word which deceives thee; what is it? a mist that melts away with the tolling of the bell, a dream that wakens at the close of night.
“No, I die not; with a light foot I step into the barge ; farewell, farewell ; we are already out at sea—the sea, the beautiful moving plain is the path to Para-lise, for the blue of space meets all around the bitter deep.'
In that ecstatic dream Mireio dies. Nine days they mourn the lost one, nine days the Saintins sing the hymns the three Marys love.
“Saintins,' says Vincent, 'bury me in her grave. There oh my beauty! in my ear thou shalt tell me of thy Marys. There, oh sea storms, cover us with shells !
“Good Saintins, I trust in you. Do as I bid you. For sorrow like this, tears are not enough. In the soft sand dig one bed for us both; raise a heap of stones above us, that the waves may never divide us.
Does Vincent die, and did the Saintios bury him with his Mireio ? The poet does not tell us so; the poem closes with the lover's lament, and with the holy hymn of the Saintins to the three beautiful patron saints of their island, rising above it, as thoughts of heaven should ever rise above the storm of human passion.
We need not go beyond this fine poem, the noblest effort of the Provençal school. But will that school live? There are sceptics who doubt it,--not manybut they exist. It matters little; such attempts are the honour of the race amongst which they spring, and an enduring lesson to all lookers-on. They may fail; but the generosity, the chivalrous effort in favour of the forgotten, the despised and the weak, can never be wasted. Many a lost cause is nobler than the victorions one, and whatever fate may await, not the Provençal poets of to-day whose renown is on, but their suc. cessors, this national attempt will certainly be remembered as one of the most earnest and remarkable endeavours a subject people ever made to recover a long-lust literature. Had they consulted the wise ones of this world ere they began, we all know what the answer would have been. But they asked not for advice, and they did well. The task was hard, but what is there that will, patience, and genius, cannot accomplish?
A HISTORICAL SKETCII.
At the period of which we write-towards the close of THE RAPPAREE.
King Charles the Second's reign-Ireland was covered
with a vast quantity of wood and forest, which has altoBY WILLIAM CARLETON.
gether disappeared. The roads, too, were bad and few
in number. In general they were paved with large, CHAPTER IV.
broad, solid etones, somewhat greater in size than a quarPatchy's connection with the Rarparees was closer tern loaf; and what was still more extraordinary, the and more confidential than our readers have yet been principle of selecting the most perfect level was either enabled to guess at.
The duties which he discharged then unknown, or purposely disregarded. It has been towards them were various and important. In the first asserted, but with what truth we will not undertake to place, from the trust wbich was placed in him by the say, that they were run “up one hill, and down anomilitary, he always became acquainted wiih the pro- ther,” in order that the traveller— at a time when the jected movements of every party who, upon any infor- country swarmed with the wildest and most ferocious mation received as to their places of concealment, had banditti, murderers, wood-kerns, and other licentious been appointed to capture them. In consequence of this profligates of the period-might have an opportunity of knowledge on his part, he was always able, by despatch- surveying the road before him, and the country about ing some trustworthy scout to their place of reodezvous him, to ascertain from this point of elevation what the for the time being, to anticipate and defeat the move- prospects of danger, or the chances of fight and safety, ments of the military. Again, he acted as a setter for might be. This argument, however, is of a piece with them, which he did by traversing the country and ferret
the skill and wisdom which constructed such roads. At ing out such circumstances as enabled him to mark the all events, be the roads as they might, there is no doubt houses of persons who were known to be in possession that the surface of Ireland at that time was extensively of large sums of money, plate, and other valuables. In covered with many thick and dense forests, which do such cases he contrived to examine the peculiar struc- longer exist-a circumstance which accounts for the difture of the buildings, their strongest and weakest points ficulty of capturing those Tories and Rapparees, as well of defence, together with the number and description of as for the long reign of terror which they inflicted on arms that were kept for the safety of their property. If the country. Be this as it may, Patchy directed his he could tamper with and corrupt a servant, it was go steps towards the Newry, as it was then called, and harmuch gained, and the latter was always certain to re- ing arrived at a farmer's house not far from the road, he ceive a portion of the plunder. Again, he acted as a resolved to claim the hospitality of the family, and repoacher, in which capacity he procured considerable main there until dusk. He accordingly entered the quantities of ammunition powder, through the officers of house, which was rather a comfortable one, but found the barracks, to whom he disposed of the game, declin- only a middle-aged woman and a couple of little girls ing in most cases to receive anything but powder for it. within. The woman was in tears, and seemed full of In order to prevent suspicion, he assured them that he sorrow, but the children were evidently too young to was the worst shot, as a sportsman, that ever levelled a understand the cause of her grief. She sat upon a chair gin-that for one hare, or partridge, or grouse, he at the far side of the fire-place, having her apron thrown brought down, he missed twenty, and that it was a sin over her left shoulder, and her face towards the door. and a shame to think of the loads of powder he wasted. In this position she rocked herself to and fro, as is the Tois custom of military officers exchanging powder for custom of Irishwomen when in a state of affliction, game, supplied by poachers at their barracks or other
and every now and then she sobbed and wiped her eyes stations, has been practised within our own memory, and with the apron which she had thus disposed for the to our own knowledge. In addition to all this, worthy purpose. Patchy frequently hung about public inns, ale-houses “Daicent woman,” said Patchy, “what's the matther and other places of entertainment, especially for travel- wid you that you seem in sich affliction ?
I hope you lers and wayfarers, into whose circumstances and mo. have lost none of your family ? but even if you have, tions he pried with equal success and ability. On these you
know its the fate of nature, and we must submit.” occasions he was always accompanied by a smart, active “ Loss !” she replied. “Oh, thin, it's we that had lad, who passed for his son, and to whom was entrusted the bitther loss—three of the best friends we ever had." the task of communicating to the newest rendezvous of " Chiernah !” exclaimed Patchy, “ three, is it? Why, the Rapparees the intelligence he had gained.
God he knows, a body 'ud think that one ought to be Such is an accurate description of the character of enough." Patchy Baccah, who, although be took no part in the “Aye, and one too much, too,” she said; “ but I actual robberies and other outrages perpetrated by the tould Darby that it would be so; but io ordber to save Rapparees, was yet one of the most useful and accom- the beggarly penny, see what he has brought on us— plished vagabonds among them. He always knew their save a shillin' and lose a pound; for so it was in this haunts, even for a week or fortnight to come, unless case at any rate.” when some information against them, or an occasional “ But how is it ?” asked Patchy. “What part of pursuit by the military, occasioved them to make a sud- your family did you lose, honest woman ?” den change in the plan of their operations.
“Oh, then, three o' the best cows that ever went
into byre. They're gone, and we'll never see hilt or wid his choice of either, he'd securo the brass hair of them; and now we'll have nothing for it but farden." the black wather to kitchen our bit, let alone the loss “God help you wid him, poor woman !” exclaimed of the butther that we had to make up the rent. Wurra, Patchy ; ' it was a black day you ever seen the keowt ; wurra, what 'll become of us?”
but still an all, get us the rasher, and we'll bear the “Faith, good woman," replied Patchy, “that's a bad consequences if he comes.” business; and who do you suspect for them? Who do The timid but good-natured woman prepared the you think took them ?"
rasher with all possible expedition, and Patchy was just “Who?" she replied ; “why, who, but the Rappa- sitting down, to do it ample justice, when in walks the rees."
miser himself, with a small withered face, and sharp, “ The Rapparees ! faith and you must have given piercing little eyes, in wbich gleamed an expression of them offence some way; bekaise it's a rare thing for fierceness and distraction, resulting from the loss he had them to come down upon the likes o’you so severely as sustained, and his evident want of success in fiuding any tbat. It's the rich Prodestants that they always harry. trace or intelligence of his cattle. He first fastened an I tell you then to your face, that you must have pro- angry glance upon Patchy, and then upon his wife. voked them some way, or they'd never lay a fiuger upon “What's this, Peggy ?” said he ; " is it wastin' either you or yours.”
my hard-earned substance in this manner you are, “It wasn't my fault,” she replied; “I argued strongly upon such a lame runagate as this ? Dhamno orth! wid Darby about it; but when that terrible Captain of (damnation on you) do you think I can stand by theirs was laid up a cripple-havin' lost the use of his and look at sich extravagance as this, especially as I'm limbs_Darby thought he'd never recover, and that lie fairly starved wid hunger myself. Begone out o' this, might skulk out of his bargain wid him."
you devil's lumenther (a lame person); I must have my - What bargain was that ?”
dinner;"—and as he spoke, he was about to seize the “Why, you see the Rapparee entered into an agreement wooden trencher-for delf was almost unknown among with the people of the country, especially the farmers, the farmers of that remote period-upon wirich Patchy's ihat if they'd pay him so much a year he'd undertake to rashers were smoking. keep them harmless. If they lost cattle or any other “ Aisy, my good neighbour," said Patchy, grippmg property he bound himself either to recover it for them, it firmly ;
make a wager ?” or make up the loss from his own pocket. In the mean “ A wager! what wager?-no I won't.” time, while he was ill and a belpless cripple, the devil “Bekaise," proceeded Patchy, “I'll hould fifty to tempted Darby, whose heart is too much in the airigbad one, and that's long odds, that a morsel of that same (money), to break his agreement, and keep back what rasher will never pass between your yellow tusks; and he promised to pay yearly for his protection.”
I'll double that again, that if you don't sit down there " Phew!” exclaimed Patchy: “then you may whistle and behave yourself like a quiet, daicent, and hospitable for your cows. Devil resave the hair o' them ever
man, as you are not, I'll show you three inches of
your you'll see. Your nagerly busband, thinkin' the Cap- own tongue by way of novelty and amusement to yourtain 'ud never recover, and knowin besides that he was self; so keep a calm sugh, my ould codger, until I finish ill and in want, went and desarted bim in the day of his my male's mait. Do you undherstand anything by tronble; but now he is well, and bas twiist the power that?” over the country he ever had, and the devil a man that The old miser sat down, and placing his withered ever broke his agreement wid him, when in the day of face upon his withered palms, sighod and groaned as if his distress, but will sup sorrow for his conduct, and his very heart would break. the devil pity every treacherous and beggarly rascal “Ay!” he exclaimed, "robbed, every way robbed, that did so. They say it was few that did it, and so -first by a foolish wite, and again by these thieving much the betther for them that was honest and faithful Rapparees. Oh my three beautiful cows, the likes o to him; but wo betide the uagers that treated bim as them wasn't in the parish, in the county, in the kingyour beggarly scoundrel of a husband did. Devil a dum, and the landlord comin' down on us for the rent. thing I heard this month o' Sundays that has pleased Oh chierna, what 'll become of us ! It's it that's the me more than the loss of the same cows; but in the black business.” mane time, I didn't care I had something to ait. There's In the mean time, honest Patchy was bolting the a vacancy in my stomach that's anything but agreeable rashers with a humorous expression of countenance or pleasant, and I don't care how soon it was filled up." which was irresistible when contrasted with the vindic
“ Well, honest man,” replied the woman, “although tive glare which the niser, from time to time, turned you don't seem to feel much compassion for our loss, upon him. Whenever he caught the old fellow's eye, still, they say, its our duty to return good for evil; so he gave him a comic wink and a nod which, in the state if I have time to toss you up a rasher before Darby of bis mind at the time, nearly drove bim furious. comes in, I will; but if he catches you at it, the house “ Well,” said he, “what's this your name is ?wou't hould him. Whisper, accoshla! he's a miser and Darby, Darby Soolaghan :-well
, Darby, upon my rea skrew, and I believe in my sowl that if his salvation putaytion as an honest man, I have ett many a good was on the one hand, and a brass farden on the other, rasher in my day, but the likes of this never went dour,
the red lane (throat); and it's luck and grace your dai- However, pay attention to what I said, and maybe cent woman of a wife will bave for helpin the poor bac- it'll be betther for you all.” cah to these two pounds of it, not forgettin' the fine far- “That is, give away a sartinty for an unsartinty : I'm rel of arran (bread) that she put along wid it. Did you not the fool to do it,” replied Darby, “what do you rear and feed the pigs yourself, Darby?”.
know about them? Ay, indeed, give my money to you, “Carry on,” replied Darby, looking furiously at the a vagabone lamenther, that may never show his face to wife; “ carry on, but she'll hear of it.”
us again; oh catch me at it !” “Well now," said P.tchy, who bad nearly despatched A long altercation took place between him and his the rasher, “weren't you a peuorious old scoundrel — wife, who, aided by Patchy, at length socceeded in preay, and a hard-hearted one to boot-to take advantage vailing upon him to entrust the arrears of his black mail of the Captain's illness, and refuse to pay your engage- to the latter, who having secured it in his pocket, said ment to him ? I now ax you a question : Is this the
with a grin : first time your cattle were taken from you ?-auswer me “Now, you devil'3 limb of a miser, how do you
know the truth."
whether you'll ever lay eye on either cows or boucy “Well, no, it is not; but anyhow I'll nerer see them again I know, and then we're ruined. But this is Shane “I'll hunt you through the kingdom, or I will,” reBearnah's doins ; he's as great a thief of cows and plied Darby, perfectly appalled at the threat; "I'll send horses as Cahir na Cappul himself, oh cbiernah!” the sogers afther you, and swear that you're a Rapparee
“ Dhomno orth, you yellow disciple, will you give in disguise." over your gruntin and groanin,” exclaimed Patchy :
ould sinner,” said Patchy, " for the sake answer me directly. Is this the second time your of your wife and family, I'll do what I can for you; but COws were taken ?”
it's now between the two lights, † and I must be goin'. “It is—blessed Father, what will become of us ?”. In the manetime, thank you, Mrs. Soolaghan for your
“ And when they were taken first, did you get them kindness to the poor Baccah. I hope you'll have no occaback ?”
sion to be sorry for it. Good bye, ma'am, and good “ I did, I did, bekaise I then paid my agreement.” bye to you, you ungrateful ould schemer; may be I'll do “ Then the Captain kept his word wid you ?”
desarve." “ He did indeed; when he heerd of it, they were “For God's sake do,” replied the wife; “for if you back wid me in forty-eight hours.”
have betrayed us, or taken us in, little you know the life “And you broke your word wid him—refused to l'll lead on account of it." stand by bim when he was sick, and not able to act for Patchy then took his leave of them, and departed on himself. The devil's cure to you then, and that's my his more important mission. compassion for you. You skamin ould sinner, do you The night set in very dark, and Patchy resumed his tbink I don't know you well ? Doesn't the wide world journey along the road, which at that time led by a know you, and that you're as great a scrub as your wife's rather circuitous route to the town of Newry. Having a daicent woman? Why didn't you pay what you pro- gone forward a few miles, he struck off the highway by nised to pay ?-answer me that !”
one of those old unfrequented paths, which the slight “I hadn't it, I couldn't afford it.”
improvements in roadmaking that were
even then “ That's
's a lie, Darby, every one knows you're wealthy, beginning to appear, had caused to be abandoned. and how you get your wealth, by sellin' out provisions There were few houses, as he proceeded, around or near ou dear summers at three prices to the poor; but listen him; the country was very much covered with wood, -pay me up your arrears to the C:ptain before I lave and had altogether, even in daylight, a solitary and desothe house, aud although I never laid my eyes upon him or one of his men, I'll undertake, through my acquaiut- domestic animals ; but, indeed, his thefts were principally ance wid a relation of his, that your cows will be in confined to the former, as being the most lucrative, and the your own byre widin a few days at least ; and this I more easily conveyed from one part of the kingdom to anoengage not for your sake, but for the sake of your dai
ther. He was second only, as a thief of this description, to
the celebrated Calvir na Coppul, or Charles Dempsey, whe cent, kind-hearted wife, and your innocent childre there.
was born near Ballybrittas, in the Queen's County. Shane How many have you of tiem, Mrs. Suolaghan?” he Bernah has no distinct biography as Cahir na Coppul (Charles enquired from the good woman.
of the Horses) has ; but his local celebrity, and the tradi. “ Troth, nine o' them; but there's none in the house
tions of his exploits in various parts of the North of Ireland,
are perhaps equal to those of his great rival and cotempoat present barrin these two little girleens,—ihe rest, poor
rary. Caves, and isolated spots of green pasture, in the rethings, is all huniin’afther the cows.”
cesses of some of the Northern mountains, are still pointed “ There's no use in that,” replied Patchy. “ If Shane out as Shane Bernah's Stables, or, in other words, as the loBernah has got them, no one but the Cap!ain can have
calities in which he used to conceal his stolen horses. One
of those is to be found in that long range called the Sliebeen them brought back to you.*
Mountains, which separate a portion of Tyrone and Mona ghan from each other. It is said of Shane Bernah that he
was born without teeth ; but that he could, notwithstand* Shane Bernah was one of the chief men in the Great ing the want of them, bite a piece out of a thin plate of iron Rapparees' gang. His department was the stealing of cows with as little difficulty as if it had been gingerbread. and horses, and every description of the more important † A common expression tor twilight.
late aspect. The wild and rugged outline of the old and show yourself; we must read your face Patchy, for road, now choked up, as it was, by weeds, and almost fear there might be no more of Patchy than his tongue covered with rank grass and brambles, was however
about you.” quite familiar to him, and he advanced into the lonely “Ah, Quee Harry, is it you," said Patchy, advancregion before him with more ease and speed than mighting and shaking hands with him ; then entering the have been expected. We should have said that a por- inner cavern, he proceeded—“That's your plan, comtion of the ground throngh which this ran, had been re- rades ; keep a sharp look-out, and reason good you cently cultivated, so that, in point of fact, it was impos- should! You have the wealth of the country, the governsible for a stranger to imagine for a moment that a ment and the sogers on watch for you ; so you see, road, no matter how rude, had ever traversed that as I said, you must have both your eyes and your ears direction at all. It was no easy task then to know from about you. Well, and are you all safe? none of you what part of the new highway the turn across the fields hanged yet, I hope ?" towards it should be made, especially at night. To a “Not one, Patchy, nor no danger of it ; we'll turn a stranger the matter was an impossibility, for in conse- corner on them at the long run.” quence of the district through which it ran having been “So you will, plaise God; sure it's all for the good of scarcely ever inhabited, the very recollection of it had the country that you're actin' as you're doin'. May the been nearly forgotten. In the meantime Patchy strug- Lord reward you, and keep you from that worst and gled on, not certainly without a good deal of diffi- roughest of all blackguard weeds, by name—hemp. But culty, until he had advanced about four miles, when the where's the captain ? I don't see him here; all's right wood became denser, and the path still more indistinct wid him I hope ?" and difficult. He now knew that he had not much far- All's right, Patchy; he is out to-night to meet a ther to go, and after losing some time in searching gentleman on the new road that intends to lend him two about, he came upon a rope, by which, through many in- or three hundred pounds. He—the gentleman I manem tricate and apparently inaccessible passages, he was en- is to have three sogers wid him for protection ; but that abled to reach a thick and impervious mass of underwood, doesn't signify much, bekaise the captain has Shane so closely woven together, that it took some minutes to Bernah, James Butler, and strong John M.Pherson, * all find the private passage. Having found it, he went on, well armed, along wid him, and if there was three sogers slightly stooping until he reached a large clump of im- more against them, it ’ud make little differ. Here Patchy, mense fern, through which he made his way by putting wont you have a gauliogue of the cratur to warm your it aside with his hands. Immediately behind this was heart afther your dark and ugly journey ?”. an opening to a cavern, into which he at once entered. “I think I ought," said Patchy, “and, in truth, a He now knew his position, and proceeded accordingly. dark and ugly journey it is ; so here's wishin' us all long Having advanced about ten yards or so, he turned by a life and good health, and that none of us may ever sharp angle that led to the right, and having followed swallow lead or see his own funeral! Chiernah ! but that's this about six or eight yards more, he found it diverged the stuff, and it bought for three times less than to the left, when he saw a dim light in the distance. nothin'." Thus it happened, that from the angular and indirect The bottle was then sent about, but with great modenature of the entrance, it was impossible that any light, ration, for drunkenness, when thrice repeated, was folhowever brilliant, in the centre of the cavern, could be lowed by expulsion from the gang. It is singular to seen until the individual approaching it had come into reflect upon the strange perversion and involution of right line with it. This, however Patchy had not yet moral feeling by which this desperate and terrible condone. The first light visible was not the real one. On fraternity was regulated. The three great principles of the contrary, it was ingeniously placed there for the their lawless existence, were such as would reflect purpose of throwing the shadow of the person advancing honour upon the most refined associations, and the most across the platform adjoining the innermost recess of the intellectual institutions of modern civilization. These cavern, which was the occasional rendezvous of the
were, first, sobriety, secondly, a resolution to avoid the Rapparees, when planning their operations in that part shedding of human blood, and thirdly, a solemn promise of the country. So strictly vigilant were these men at never to insult or offer outrage to woman, but in every their meetings here, and indeed everywhere else, that instance to protect her. Yet upon the basis of princisentinel was always placed to watch the platform in ples involving so much that was noble and lofty in moquestion, and the moment a shadow was seen, a chal- rality, was erected such a superstructure of theft and lenge was given to the intruder. Patchy had not made robbery as Ireland never saw either before the period we more than three or four steps when his person became write of or since. distinctly visible, and in an instant a voice called out, in The present meeting was an annual one; and such was stern significant tones, that could not be misunder- the alarmed state of the country, and so frequent were stood, “Who comes here?” and a man immediately the attempts made to disperse or rather secure this celestarted forward with a loaded blunderbuss in his hand. brated and terrible gang, but above all their leader, that
“A friend to the friends of my country,” replied they felt it would not be safe to meet, except on great or Patchy ; " be aisy will you ? it's Patchy that's in it.”
“It's the voice of Patchy, but you must advance * Tliese are rcal characters, and were part of his gang.