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making; for shaking out, or lapping, Smisid nan doul; but Jemmy Douglas or raking, might become anybody, and is not a Protestant itself! he's one of she used to look so well at it, too, with them Presbytarians, bad luck to her clear red cheeks and shining hair : them; and myself would'nt santify his but now she's yellow and thin in the house wid my prayers!" Troth, 'twas cheek, and sorrowful-looking. Maybe with enough to do I kept in the laugh, it's grieving after the quality she is." to think of the holy woman she was.
* Usk a-chree! but ye're simple : The ould tory! much good the there's more than that at the bottom prayers of the like of her will do any of it; an' if Letty Hamill doesn't sup place; and she talking to me that Sorrow for all her consait, my name's knew the kind she was! But, God not Kitty."
help. poor Letty any way; it's little * I'm thinking Phelim Mackeever is good-will the mother-in-law would making a long voyage this time," said bear to her. But if she'd get Phelim another: “troth he'll be in no hurry away from his own, for they're bad back, ye'll see.”
advisers, he might be wise an’ well* Well," said a middle-aged pale wo doin' yet?". man, “if that's the way that's of it, Few of them were charitable enough God help her, I say, for she has the to join in Molly O'Boyle's good wishes : hard arrand to the world! and in my but Letty neither heard nor heeded time I've seen some misled that was their sip. Dread of coming sorrow neither bould nor unmodest, and never kept her too fully occupied : nerving did I know the foolish action done her spirit to meet the worst that might that was not rued in sorrow."
happen. " And shouldn't they rue it?" said At last a letter reached her from Kitty, “ as they well deserve !"
Phelim. She had been hopeless of Och, it is but right they should; him, and he was coming ; she had and it is His will they should. But doubted him, and he was true. “They it's Letty that was kindly and goodna were off Cusbindall : either there or tured, and many a poor body's prayer on the other side of Nappan, he would she has about her; for, either here or come ashore: he would be with her that in the world to come, the goodwill for night; would see his Letty; would a good action will bring a blessing. marry her in the sight of the world; But I'll tell ye, girls, it wouldn't an- and would take her where she need not swer for Phelim to take her home. fear to love hiin.” Thus ran the long'd He's waiting till he bas a place of his for letter, when tears of joy allowed own for her. She'd have the uneasy poor Letty to see the precious words. life of it with yon ould storifag of a She had knelt to offer her thanksgiving mother of his; and I'll tell ye a joke for God's mercy, and a thousand times about her. The time I went to Bel. had she unfolded the paper, kissed it, fast-an' myself didn't know the streets and wept in grateful joy over the prevery well—the evening before I left cious words, when her step-brother it i had some little business to do, caine in. Some unusual gloom weighed and I was glad to fall in with Biddy on his naturally sulky brow; some M.Keever. Well, it's herself knows firm resolve hardened his muscular every turn in it; but just as we were lips ; he was pale and silent. Yet jogging along, my woman pulls her Letty was so happy in her hopes, and bades out of her pocket, and falls to busied in doing as he directed, she did saying her prayers. Troth, maybe I not observe his manner nor his look, look'd surprised; for, says she, . Is it and she prepared for his leaving home laughing at me ye are, Molly ?" without a feeling of curiosity or a ques
Hoot, no," says I ;“ God forbid I'd tion as to the object of his journey. laugh at any creature for the like,” No matter to her, Phelim was coming; says I ; “but I'm thinking it's the and coming with as true a heart as he quare place ye take to pray in. Sure had when he left her; and coming you'd be better in some quiet corner.” with power and will to claim her. « Well," says she, “ I'll tell you how it Hour after hour she watched and is. I'm lodged with one Douglas in the listened; and as it grew later, every town here: and you know we used to dog that barked, every horse's tread as say at home that the Protestants were it passed up the glen, brought hope,
and doubt, and disappointment. Night Carrick. To be sure, we'll have ill darkened down, gloomy, storiny, dis- wanting of him here, but he'll get a mal looking ; for it was now winter; and longer sail than he has had yet, or l'in Letty, sick at heart, turned to sit at mistaken." the window of her little room, where She had stopped her wbeel as he many an anxious vigil she had kept began, and had grown deadly pale, before. Sometimes she thought she and rising now she staggered to the heard his voice down the glen, some- hallan wall, at the door, where the times she thought she saw him com- fresh air gave her strength to say, ing, or heard his step: and again she “Oh Charlie, you're trying me; fancied 'twas his voice, when the audi. surely you have not the heart to tell ble beating of her own heart, and the me that for truth. Yet, my God! rushing of the little stream past the what makes you look so? It is true, house, and the rustling of the wind it is true! 0 Phelim, my dear, dear, through the leaves and branches, were husband," she would have said, but she the only sounds upon her ear. The fell; and a long fit of insensibility was morning twilight came ; and she succeeded by fearful convulsions; and watched in vain for Phelim. Day poor Letty awoke to bodily pain which passed, and did not bring him ; and almost overcame her mental agong. evening had softened into the grey of But even in her worst of suffering, coming night, when Charley Hamill she entreated them to tell Charlie she returned. The day preceding he had was married; that she was the wife of received information that the Peggy Phelim M Keever ; that she had been was off the coast; and, under circum- married when her brother was in stances of peculiar treachery, the mali- Scotland; that her baby, whether she cious boor bad given information to the lived to see it or not, was a lawful water-guard. In consequence the cargo child ; the child of an honest woman. had been seized and the crew taken She entreated them to believe her, as prisoners. Phelim had been wounded she believed she would soon be in the in the struggle, and Charlie fully hoped presence of God to answer for her would now be sent out of the country; sins. It was only fear, it was not “and Miss Letty must then give up deceit nor wickedness tempted her to her nonsense about him. And then, conceal her situation : amid such proinstead of having her dependent upon testations her baby was given to her him, and maybe a parcel of beggary pa- arms. pist brats with her, while their vagabond There is not, in all the happiest workfather would be roving the world, ings of the human heart, a joy like the neither caring nor thinking for them, young mother's. So Letty thought, as she he would get her married to some gazed upon her little boy, her precious well-doing, snug man, and he'd have and cheaply purchased prize: for what his hand clear of the bother of her: sickness, what pain, and sorrow, what but Phelim she never should set eyes misery would she not endure to have on, that he had said, and that he would him, ihe little dark-eyed jewel? and, abide by.”
oh, if the poor father could but see Little did he think that nothing but him.-Scarcely could she take the death would break the ties that already necessary rest for looking on her darbound them; nor death itself leave ling; and her recovery seemed most her with free affections to bestow on extraordinary : for she had no kind another. But as little did he care for mother to nurse her, no thoughtful those affections, and still less was he sister near, no anxious friend to sooth capable of understanding them. and strengthen with their words of
Letty was spinning when he came comfort; none, except an old aunt, a in : and, after she had given him the goodnaterred but coarse-minded woman, usual kindly welcome, for which he who had come to try to make peace sullenly thanked her, he said, “You and keep matters quiet ; but both she look as pale as if you had heard the and the neighbour women were equally news I have for you. Our smug. incredulous, as to the marriage ; and gling friends were taken last night off when Letty found it impossible to Nappan. Your precious sweetheart make them believe her, she consoled is off with the rest of the crew to herself by saying, “all will be well
khen Phelim comes; he will not leave to Belfast : her passage was taken for me long in this way, I am sure : they New York: here she should not be ; cannot have much against him; if he nor at liberty. she should not be to did try to smuggle, that was no deadly bring disgrace on bim.
She might sin: he will soon be out, and then hide her shame in America, where no they'll see."
one but her sister would know of it ; One morning, Letty sat with her but she should not take her brat baby on her knee, her pale, meek, among strangers with her ; no, by his melancholy face bent over the little soul, a sister of his never should sit treasure ; tracing his father's looks, another day under the roof with one his father's features, and stroking, over of such a breed. She might take the her own white slender finger, the glossy child to the granny of it; yes, she was silken hair of darkest brown ; kissing the fittest one to rear such a chap; its fresh pure mouth, and tiny hands, she'd bring it up in the way it should and feeling that the world, nor all that go." He was in the door-way: Letty was precious in it, could not buy him. could not pass ; and she stood oppo Sometimes she thought she loved him site to him, more dead than alive, with better than his father, dear as he was, the infant in her arms. Just then her and dearer now than ever, when she aunt came in, and endeavoured to pietured him in prison, his hopes dis- pacify her nephew ; but all she said appointed—his savings that he had only made him worse. He swore he'd hoped to share with her, and on which have the baby, and throw it down to to become upright and legally honest, the blackguard, or he'd make her snatched from his hands and gone- trudge. “ Let me go, then, Charlie ; wondering why his own Letty did not let me go, and I'll forgive ye,” said come or write to him, and sighing to Letty. think what would become of his already Forgive me? what have you to half-orphaned little one, till she almost forgive ? you ; but, no matter. forgot her baby in her sorrow. The Out of my house the young brat tears fell cold and fast on the placid goes this minute; but you must not ; face of the little boy, and awoke him. no, you shall not stir.” She soothed him to sleep again, and Letty,” whispered their aunt, prayed as mothers pray, that all spi Letty dear, he's drunk, and we must ritual good, all temporal blessings not cross bim; we must give in till might be deserved by him, and might him now." await him : that God might make him “No, I'll never part with my child, his own: that her faults and his father's Aunt Nelly ; but with my life I'll might be expiated by their own suf- make him let me go. O, God help fering, and by God's mercy ; but that me, I am weak; I”.
and she staghe might escape uuscathed, unblighted; gered and fell, fainting, while her and then her thoughts wandered into brother snatched the child from her the blissful land of a hoping mother's arms, and ran out, Her aunt listed her futurity. She was startled from her into bed, and so long and so deep was pure dreams by seeing Charlie at the the faint, that for some minutes they door. 'Twas the first time they had thought she was gone.
The brother met since he had known the worst; did not come home that evening; and and the crimson blood that rose to her some of their neighbours came into the temples flowed back to her heart with room where Letiy lay. In vain the a pang of sickness so heavy, that the aunt cautioned them ; in vain she enlight left her eyes, and the rushing treated them to be silent. One of them ringing sound in her ears prevented said she had just left Biddy M Keever her at first from hearing what he said. nursing the baby, and singing to it. When she did bear, God pity her; She thanked God that she had it; and 'twas the grossest, the cruellest, the she'd take it to the priest 'that very bitterest abuse." He would not be- evening, and have it christened. She lieve she was married ; no, no, the hoped to save him like a brand from blackguard was too sure of her ; but the burning; and she'd like to see who'd no such slut should sit at his fire-side to take him from her again! "troth he share him ; no, nor she should not go was her son Phelim's child : 'twas easy to the vagabond neither; he had written to see he was; and tell the creature of
a mother that I'll take the best of care you: musha, God help you, my poor of him, and she needn't be uneasy about heart-broken child; just try to keep him; not that myself cares so much for quiet a wee while; I'll go and get ye a the baby, but that poor Phelim is in cup of tea, and that will settle your trouble, and the jewel would father head, and maybe then you'll sleep." himself over the world."
So she left her to get the kettle “ Oh then,” said Letty, “ God Al. boiled ; and when she had the tea mighty bless her; it's a mother my prepared, with all the little comforts child will want ; for I doubt my time she could contrive, in readiness, she here will be but short. I'm weak, and drew aside the curtains of Letty's little my heart is fluttering as if with the bed. She lay with her face to the wall, last spark of life.”
and seemed asleep. "O, Letty dear,” said her aunt, “ Here, dear," said her aunt ; "here, “ take it easy ; do not fret this way: Letty, dear; but, she's sleeping, the the anger will soon be off Charlie ; creature, and no wonder ; but, Letty, I and he'll let you take the child again say, you ate nothing today; waken
, You know he's stormy tempered and avourneen, waken an' taste this; and you should not think so much of it. here is some honey ; it will soften your And Phelim will be out in three or throat after sobbing-dear help her, four months."
how sound she sleeps.” Oh, my poor Phelim, little he And she leaned over to see ; butknows what I have suffered ; and my “ O God be inerciful!" she cried-and sister Mary, too, my kind good Mary." well might the sight she saw justify Here her sobs frightened her aunt, who her exclamations of pity and fear ; for
, said, “ Letty, jewel, Letty, are you in from Letty's parted lips bubbled a pain? are you sick, dear > will I send crimson streain, and her pale check for the doctor ?"
lay steeped in a well of it on the pil. “ No, aunt, no, thank you; that low. One throb or two of her pulse
, would only inake Charlie worse. Just one slight quiver, and the womanly, leave me a while ; I'll be better soon; and loving, and gentle girl was released and never heed me."
from all her sorrows. • Well, then, dear, I wont disturb
MURDERS, MORALS, AND MONARCHY IN FRANCE.
BY TERENCE O'RUARK, A.M.
(Mr. M'GILLICUDDY presents his compliments to the Editor of the Dublin University Magazine, and begs to express his regret that owing to the oppressive heat of the weather, in the early part of this month, Mr. Terence O'Ruark became atrociously indolent, and could not be prevailed upon to write in his Diary. Mr. M'Gillicuddy supplied him with iced gin-and-water in unlimited quantities, and left no douce violence unused, to make him write, but it was all in vain. On going into his room, however, yesterday morning, Mr. M Gillicuddy found hiin asleep on the sopha as usual—but on the table were the enclosed scraps of paper in his hand-writing. Mr. M'Gillicuddy having purloined, and pasted them together, hopes they may be available in the unavoidable absence of the usual extracts from the Diary of his philosophic friend.] The Parisians have had a sensation have been made upon the meritorious the king and his sons have had a real murdered. Bereaved parents, and escape from a real attempt at assassina- wives, and sisters, have had their sortion. Thirteen people have been killed, rows elevated into melo-dramatic diga great many wounded. There have nity, and soothed by elaborate declabeen congratulations and lamentations, matory compliments.
Day by day. a public funcral, and a grand military since the event, have the Parisiais show thereupon. Eulogistic speeches been interested by select portions of
the conversation or biography of the as if nothing of the kind had happened. assassin-his epigrams, his intrigues, But here is this Corsican Frenchmanhis previous murders, his self-posses- this Fieschi, who after having murdered sion, have all been described with dra- thirteen people with one shot, and matic point, and attention to effect ; maimed many more ; after committing finally, Louis Philippe has availed him- the most monstrous treason, and the self of this occupation of the French most foul murder, talking away to people, to crush, by restrictive laws, those who visit him, with a mixture of the liberty of printing and publishing sang froid and conversational sentiment, at him and his government, which such as one might expect from a man hitherto the journals have indulged in. who had been engaged in an affair of
The character of this horrible busi. meritorious danger. To one gentleness from beginning to end--its alleged man he mentions that he had served in causes—the unutterable atrocity of the the 12th regiment, and bad it happenevent itself, and of the wretch who ed that that regiment was stationed at fired the machine—the consequences the place against which his battery was which have followed-all so directed, he does not think he could thoroughly French, that they deserve have fired; such was his consideration to be considered as illustrative of la for his old companions in arms! Pregrande nation, and of the progresscious villain! to talk of feeling for his which a clever people, with every companions in arms! Another he begs means of improvement in their hands, to do him the honour to come and see will make towards good, after they have him die, and to have the complaisance practically laid aside religion, as the to observe how unmoved Fieschi (for governing rule of life—the last great he adopts the affectation of speaking respect to which all things must be of himself in the third person) will referred, even by those who frequently view the instrument of death. Now forget it in their ordinary conduct. this fellow, who so politely requests
Of course it is not meant to be his heroism to be observed, has been asserted that France has a monopoly of all his life a mean, wretched, sensual, atrocities. Ireland and its Popish hired stabber ; the alternate occupapeasantry, practised in bloodshed, and tions of lust and larceny appear to praised by O'Connell, must claim their have been the least wicked of his disshare; and in England there are sundry gusting career, and yet be talks fine, cuttings of throats, and rifling of after the fashion just described. pockets with bloody fingers, that de France has arrived at that point of serve remark. In Scotland too they depraved civilization which destroys contrive to murder now and then the safety of society. As they say chiefly pedlers, I believe, of late years; themselves, in their neat epigrammatic but princes suffered of old, or they who way, les extremes se touchent, and withstood in the place of princes. All out the revivifying, reinvigorating kingdoms present their share of vil- influence of religion, the refinements lainies, but there is a peculiar cha- and luxuries of society do but lead us racter belonging to those of France, on to that personal insecurity, to a blending of the most outrageous escape from which society first emerges crimes with the familiar courtesies of from barbarism. The impulses of unsociety; a desperate and abominable disciplined appetite, or the recklessguiltiness, without the least apparent ness of adroit depravity, lead to nearly consciousness of it, which distinguishes, the same results. and makes peculiarly detestable, the Notwithstanding the vanity which criminals of that country. In Eng- reigns in France, to such a degree as land, Ireland, and Scotland, we hear for the most part to make the people of murderers who after their seizure insensible of the lowness of sound are sullen, or sad, or savage; or morals, and virtuous sentiment, to it inay be they are penitent; or it may which they have sank, yet I perceive be again that they endeavonr to pass that of late, and particularly in conoff the thing with a front of hardened nexion with political disquisition, some assurance ; but in all these appearances attention has been paid to these matthere is some evidence of consciousness Even before the late atrocity, of their situation. They are not just the shocking state of the morals of the