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litical and religious ascendancy; then pitting work of time, and a mutual forgiving and this well-organised and steel-spurred body, forgetting, which is the work of increased backed by the executive and the mitre, civilization and knowledge. against the religiously persecuted and politi- When this is attained, and not till then, cally degraded masses, till Protestant and may we reasonably expect that the miseries Catholic became merged in the war-cries of of Ireland will be looked upon as the tale of Orangemen and Ribbonmen, and party-spirit, days that are past, and will only be referred with mis-rule going before, and misery in her to by the historian to mark the age, in which train, raised herself upon the ruins of a peo- faction, misrule and misery—that dread Triple, converting men into demons, priests into umvirate! lorded it despotically, and crushed politicians, and religion into a mockery, beneath their chariot-wheels every thing -pandering to the prejudices, and minis- which humanizes a people, which exalts a natering to the passions, till at last she en- ation, till the whole land reeled like a drunken throned herself upon the vices and the man, beneath the overwhelming load of crimes of her dupes. Thus party-spirit, its deep and manifold grievances. called into existence by the unholy machina- With all these causes, which exist not in tions of our rulers, became the Sycorax of England—those common to both countries the island, and turbulence is the Caliban she we have purposely onnitted, such as cornconceived. We know of no Prospero to free laws, low wages, heavy taxation, and a lithe country from the witch and her offspring, mited franchise, (although in the last Engbut Knowledge; and already are his beams land has shamefully the advantage of what visible on the mountains.

is facetiously called the Sister Island). There are various other existing causes of We have also omitted many that are peculiar turbulence. There is the feeling which to Ireland, which our space will not would seem to be inherent in human nature, allow us 10 dwell upon. With all these begetting an almost indomitable hatred, causes irresistibly producing a perpetual which invariably divides the usurping and restlessness and soreness among the people, favoured einigrant from the indigenous and the “raw” being once “established,” was disinherited son of the soil

. So it was be- never, until a Normanby and a Drummond tween the Britons and the Saxons. And took the reins, allowed å moment's healing when the Saxons became the owners of the time. Is it matter of wonder and of grave soil, between them and the Normans. So it reprehension, that the tortured people should is with the red-men of America, and so it is now and then become restive and plunge a with the Irish of Ireland. We mention this little ? Nevertheless, we have no hesitation feeling, and lament it. But it must not be in asserting, that the amount of turbulence supposed that it was not as invariably met by in Ireland, during the past dozen or score a counter-feeling, quite as indomitable of years, by no means equals the amount more so, if possible--for those who do the in England during the same period. wrong never forgive. The Saxons hated the How long is it since the Duke himself Britons with a steady and unswerving hatred. was afraid to let the Sovereign eat a dinner The Romans hated the Saxons. The Ame- in the City ? When during the time spericans hated and hate the red-men : we are cified, was it thought necessary to keep the unwilling to say, that the English hate the garrison of Dublin under arms all night, Irish, and we will not. But we willcontent our- and the heads of the police on the alert, for selves with asking why is the Jew more per- the preservation of the City, from a threatsecuted and degraded in the East, in Persia ened attack, as was the case in London last more particularly, than in any other country? year ? On the contrary, did not Ireland And why is the Irishman in England sneered supply England with troops for the putting at and corertly despised ?-it dares not be down her tumultuary masses ? When in done openly. The answer in both cases is Ireland, since the 23rd of July, 1803, can the same.

Because the Jew and the Irish- anything be pointed out like the Peterloo man are still looked upon in Persia and in affair ? which must have been an insurrecEngland, with reference to their old relations tionary movement, else how justify the as the conquerors and the conquered. slaughtering of the people ?-like the burn

This is a feeling that does little honour to ing of Bristol ?-like the livery bonfires and educated human nature; however, if an ex- torchlight meetings ?-like the disgusting cuse can be offered, it must surely be in fa- and deadly rage of the Courtneyites ?-like vour of the disinherited sons of the soil. the riotings in Manchester and BirmingThere is only one cure for this great evil, hain ? equaling, according to the veracious an amalgamation of the races, which is the Duke, anything he had ever witnessed in his professional line, in the way of sacking a have been fully equalled by the cruelties of city ;-like the uprising of the Welsh moun- Englishmen, in their own internal disturtaineers, and their attempt on Newport, bances, (“In no country in Europe has the where, through the instrumentality of forly scaffold so often blushed with the blood of brave fellows, most of them Irishmen, their its nobility.”) putting out of the question leaders were captured, theinselves repulsed, altogether those practised by them for the and several slaughtered. Can scenes like purpose of provoking rebellion amongst us, these be pointed out in Ireland during the and their counter-cruelties when successful period mentioned ? Assuredly not. Why in their design ; that the turbulence existthen accuse us of turbulence, and of a ing in our own day, becoming as it is less proneness, greater than Englishmen, to op- and less, has been the natural and the inevipose constituted authority ?

table result of causes generated, as we have Busembaum, a German, has answered our said, by bad government, bad landlords, and question in the following passage, from a bad laws. And we have shown, notwith. book burnt at Toulouse, in 1757, by order standing, that the whole amount of this of the Parliament :-“Whoever would ruin turbulence, in a given number of years, by a person, (a people,) or a government, must no means equals the amount of turbulence begin the operation by spreading calumnies, in England during the same term of years, to defame the person, (the people,) or the and that, too, without the causes which with government; sor, unquestionably, the caluin us irresistibly produce it. We have shown, niator will always find a great number of too, that Irishmen, when treated like reasonpersons inclined to believe him or to side able beings and protected by the laws, are rewith him; it therefore follows, that whenever markable for their obedience to these laws, the object of such calumnies is once lowered and their attachinent to the government unin credit by such means, he will soon lose the der which they are allowed to prosper, as reputation and power founded on that credit, was exemplified in Canada the other day, and sink under the permanent and vindic- and at home in the days of James I., when tive attacks of the calumniator."

that king made some honest and wellWe have thus endeavoured to show, as meant efforts, for the first time, to establish well as our limited space will admit, that the the supremacy of the laws over the whole turbulence in the “olden time" was the na- land, and to distribute justice to the poor tural result of the manners and customs of man as well as the rich man. This desire the people, when killing and robbing were to do right and to act impartially, called the serious and every day business, not of forth the natural characters of the people, the men of Ireland alone, but of all the na- and exhibited their dispositions in a very tions of Europe ; that this country was at remarkable manner. I dare affirm,says least equalled in these pursuits by Eng- Sir John Davis," that for the space of fire land, before she became united under the years last past, there have not been found so stern rule of the Norman Bastard, and for many malefactors worthy of death in all many a day after ; that from Henry II. to the six circuits of this realm, (which is now to James I., the turbulence of Irishmen was divided into thirty-two shires at large,) as an honourable turbulence, inasinuch as it in one circuit of six shires, namely, the was the strugglings of a people unwilling to western circuit, in England; for the truth subunit to a foreign master ; that from is, that in times of peace the Irish are more James to the Union of the two kingdoms, fearful to offend the laws, than the English Irishmen, though frequently rebelling, are or any other nation whatsoerer." not on that account, more deserving than And now we demand that Englishmen Englishmen of being accounted constitu- will judge us fairly in this respect; that tionally turbulent, because the latter people they will judge of us as they judge of themare as guilty of this charge as the former. selves under the same circumstances. We And we have shown, too, that Irishmen were ask no more, and will take no less. driven into some of these rebellions designedly, for the most iniquitous of purposes ;

“ Et hanc veniam petimusque damusque vicis

sim." that the cruelties perpetrated by Irishmen

STORIES OF MY FOSTER-FATHER.

THE BATTLE OF WATERLOO !

Well do I remember that evening on which other. Barney Roche, the blacksmith, at my worthy foster-father, for the very first one period universally considered to be the time, communicated to an admiring and ablest politician in the whole barony-a rewonder-stricken audience of the villagers, putation earned by the total neglecting of the surprising and most spirit-stirring events his forge-dared not now even hazard a of the celebrated struggle, by which the single comment upon Peel or O'Connell, in destiny of Europe and Napoleon was finally the august presence of Murty, without dedecided.

ferring, with a bitterly-felt and badlyBefore permitting the historian to speak assumed humility, to the great man's omniin his own person, it might be well to fur- potent opinion on such points ! Indeed, nish my readers with some slight sketch of if Master Barney Roche were at all wise, one who deemed that, on the wide face of and had not his eyes been lamentably ohthe habitable globe, there lived no other scured by the demon of jealousy, he might man who ever possessed, or was at any time possibly have had wit enough to perceive how at all likely to possess, the tithe part of his much he had gained by his loss ; for, since general information on all possible subjects! the memorable occasion of his rival's signal

Murty O'Callaghan was at the wrong side triumph, Barney's returning customers of sixty, if one could believe the evidence of found him more constantly near the anvil, Judith Crowly, a daring old woman, who, and more punctual in the performance of unintimidated by the certain prospect of the their jobs. great man's displeasure, did actually swear An entire volume would hardly suffice as to her cerlainty of his age. Though to record Mr. O'Callaghan's opinions on bowed down, in some degree, by a stoop in men and things, or his noble remarks on the his shoulders, he yet possessed considerable enormity of the tobacco-tax, which was, as activity and strength. He resented, with he said, “ all down on the poor, the chray

, , the most vehement indignation, the least in- turs, who did'nt get as much as an inch for sinuation against his youthfulness, and ne- a pinny, bekase the govermint was goin to ver could bring himself to pardon the deep the divil wid it intirely !" affront or withdraw his anger, unless upon a Such was Murty, as, on the evening full and frank confession of wilful folly and in question, he sat by his own fire, surmalignity, by the unlucky individual so rounded by a group of his most faithful offending. Murty also imagined that he and most humble followers. Barney Roche, came froin the hands of Nature“ a born happily, was not there to mar his complete beauty;" but upon what grounds he founded triumph, by a sneering grin on his unwashed this imagining, it would be next to an impos- countenance, or by putting some untimely sibility to divine, as each and every feature and puzzling query, just as Murty was sailpresented a striking contrast to any and ing down the full tide of popularity, My every standard by which we are accustomed foster-father had indeed appointed this to estimate our 'notions of beauty. How- night, as the one on which he was to deever, it was not one physical excellence that light his friends by a particular and veraMurty O'Callaghan alone prided himself: cious account of the battle of Waterloo. it was upon the acknowledged superiority of Turf bad been heaped in abundance on his “janius,” and that janius was equal to the fire by my active nurse, Katiy O'Calany undertaking, from the simple operation laghan, who, carefully providing the place of worming a cur dog, to the construction of honour for her « darlin' Master Frank," of the most intricate mechanism of a “goold meaning myself, then sat opposite to her watch !" Besides, he was story-teller and illustrious husband, gazing on him with a historian to the village-he having for ever mingled expression of intense pride, anxiety, silenced old Peggy Murphy, in one capa- and affection. city, and the schoolmaster himself, in the “Yerra, Uncle avick, begin with the

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shtory," said Murty's nephew, Corney Fo- wished wid every haporth in life he could garty ; “ here's Ellen Griffin and Mary put bis four fingers and thumb upon. O'Leary, an' they can't con-tain themselves “Sure enuf, the grate Imperir of Jarmiwid waiting for ye to begin."

nee, nothin' 'ud do bim but to give his own The young ladies, alluded to by the ro- beutiful daughter, an'make Boney put guish Corny, tittered and cried,—“. Be aisy, away wan wife to take the tother, an' make will ye, Corny ? Don't mind him, Mistber her a rael queen. Well, all in good time, O’Callaghan ? he's always joking with his there was as a darlint young prence cum, as tbricks."

ever ye clapped eyes upon; an' maybe 'tis A more generally expressed desire to Boney an' his lady war’nt proud in 'emhear Murty at last seemed to induce him to selves, an' delighted intirely, bekase ov the break silence. He commenced :- Well, bably! Naboclish, war'ıt they? thin, I suppose ye all hard about Boney an' Boney, bein' soft an account ov the the Frinch, and how he becum a king all of young prence comin' into the world, faix, a suddint; for, if ye did'nt, I'll tell ye.” my dear sowls, be tuk it into his head to

“God bless ye, sir," was the thankful ex- make frinds wid ould George ; an' so, out clamation on the part of his gaping audi- of the greatest civility an' fine breedin', he tory.

sint him, be post, an invite for himself, or Well, thin," continued the historian, any of his family that was in the humour, “wanst upon a time, and a very good time to cum to France, an' be at the christnin' it was, the ould king of the Frinch, Louis, on the darlint babby. becum mighty hard upon his people, put- “ Whin the invite cum, sez George, sez tin' some ov 'em into prison, ihransportin' he, to his ould lady, ' I've news for ye, my ov more, an' hangin' more ov 'em for di- ducky!' varshin. He was goin' on this way for ""What's that ?' sez the ould lady, sez some time, whin the people, seein' 'em- she. selves made away wid in that manner, an' • Yerra, now, be afther guessin', my for nothin at all in life, be Jemeny, they dear,' sez he. run'd to the pallis, and they tuk the ould “The divil take the wan ov me that fellow pris’ner, in spite ov all the sodgers can l' sez the queen. could do to pravint them from takin' ov • Well, thin,' sez he, at last, . 'tis an him. Well, that same would'nt plaze their invite from Boney, to go all the ways to minds, but they should go an' cut off his France to stand gossip to his babby!' head, an'do the like to the poor ould queen, Yerra, George, 'pon yer sowl, are ye the chraytur, that never harmed any one, sairiss ?' sez the ould lady. nor never hurted a hair ov their heads. "• I never was more so in all my born

“ My dear sowls, Misther Boney thin days,' sez he. 'Here, take the letther,' sez cum wid his palarer, an' he begins to tip he. 'em the rael Blarney, tellin' 'em what a “With that, the ould lady put her hand grate dale he would'nt be afther doin' for in her pocket, an' she tuk out her glasses, the

poor, af they only made a king or him, an' she put 'em on her nose, an' she read an' how the divil a bit ov him would be the letther from back to front. Yerra, faix, mane enuf to put a tax upon the tobackee, 'tis she put herself in the rage all out whin but would lave every livin' sowl to shmoke she had done readin'; for, ye see, the ould his own pipe in pace and cumfirt !" queen bard that Boney's lady sed that the

“Good luck to him ! for that, Misther ould queen ov Ingland was nothin' but an O'Callaghan," was the exclamation, as ould baste, neither good for king or counMurty touched upon a tender point. thry! So, sez she, · Bad luck to the im

“Musha, amin, I say," continued he,- perent bliggard, how dar he, or any upstart “Well, my dear, Boney used ever an' al- like him, prasume to sind sich a letter to the ways to be cursin' ov the Inglish, an', of king ov İngland and Scotland, and ould coorse, the Irish along wid 'em. There was Ireland, the darlint, into the bargain? I nothin' like this for plazin' the Frinch ; an' would'nt budge the lingth ov my nose; an' so, to make a long story short, they tuk an' as for you, George, ye'r nothin' but a poor, clapped him upon the throne, an' made mane, wake-spereted chraytur, af him a king in no time. The dickens a one anythin' in life to do with him, or his babby, ov him was there long, before he begun con- or his spitfire ov a wife. I hard,' sez the querin' an' batin' the world, an' robbin, an' queen, - that she has the divil ov a crooked slitrippin', an phlunderin' all the nashins peeper, an' that the chin or her would clane over; an', be Jingo, doin' what hisself á tobackee-pipe !'.

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Yera, my dear sowls, this was all pure resumed :—“Wbin Boney axed thim would spite ; bekase the queen ov France was as they have any furriner dare lay as much as purty a faymale as ye ever see in a day's a wet finger on the prence, they all begin walk.

to bawl ont, that they'd die tin times over Well, there was the divil ov a let- before they'd suffer the likes. ther sint from Ingland, tellin' Boney that “. What am I to do wid the kantankress the king ov Ingland, nor any of his seed, ould bliggard,' says Boney, 'am I to lave breed, or ginerashin, would'nt demane 'em the Frinch people, who're the greatest ov selves by havin' anythin' to do wid Boney all nashins, to be spit upon by any king or the likes ov him!

alive ? "Oh, blood !' sez Boney, is this all "Go to war wid him l’sez they, 'we'll my thanks for my civility in axin' sich an bate the con-sait out ov him ! omadhaun ov a baste to stand gossip to a in ships to Ingland, and take the ould feldacent man's child ? Bad luck to him; but low prisner!' So Boney sed he'd do jist 'tis I'll have me revinge. Naboclish !' what they tould him, an' he'd be quite con

“Sure enuf, as soon as the next day cum, tint to lave his wife and babby to their he ordhered all the people to assimble in a keepin' till he cum back from the war. large field, near the coort, an' he, an' his “Whin ould George hard this, in Lunlady, and the nurse a'carriyin' ov the little nun, faix, sooner than he'd have the Frinch prence in her arms. Well, Boney, and the sodgers cum over to his counthry, playin' wife, and child, all wint up on a soort ov randy wid his people, he up an' tould the high big place, that the people, high an' grate Juke of Willington to get the Inglish low, gentle an' simple, might be afther an' the Scotch, an' plinty ov the fine Irish seein' and hearin' all he had io say. Whin sodgers, an' to go an

bate the saucy he got up, he made thim as ginteel a bow Frinch.” as ever Paddy Corkoran, the dancing- “ Bravo! ov the ould king !" exclaimed master, was able to do before the leedies, Murty's excited and highly interested auan' he clapt his hand in bis breeches-pocket, ditory, as they fixed their eyes on his anian' he tuk out the letther, an' he read it at mated countenance, radiant with pride and the top of his voice. Oh, murther alive! importance. He gave one triumphant what a groanin' they set up, whin they hard smile, and then resumed his history. what the ould strange king wrote to their “Well, both ov the two armies cum todarlint Boney! My dear, whin Boney see gether at the Watherloo. Ye see the raithe rage they got into, all on a suddent, sin why they call it the Watherloo, is befaix, he turns about, an' he takes the babby kase there's a little sthrame oo wather a' out ov the nurse's arms, an' he sez, 'Will runnin' down the middle oo the field_an' ye have the little prence be ansulted by any that's the Watherloo ! man, if he was a king tin times over ? I Boney made a fine illigant speechin' to say, will ye have the ould on-mannerly his army, an' the Juke did the same; an' nigger, the king ov Ingland grin at him? thin the both ov 'em begin to huzza like

( declare to ye, the crabbet little rogue mad. • Damn my buttons,' sez Boney, to looked for all the world as if he knew what a gineral be his side, that was ridin' on a Boney was a sayin' ov him, an' he begun beutiful stallion, ‘I wish to my heart I to clap his dawny paws, jist as much as to had sich sodgers as thim apposite me there. say, ' Be Jemeny, 'tis myself don't care a Take out yer tilliscope, an' tell me what pinch of snuff for any king ov 'em, barrin' rigement is thim wid the nate green facins my own daddy!'"

all on their coats and breeches ?' « The Lord love him for that !” ejacu- “ Faix, yer Majesty, sure enuf, thim is the lated my nurse, with tears in her eyes, as best ov sodgers å belongin' to the Jukeshe listened to her learned husband's inter- they're the Inniskillen Dhragoons; an' thim pretation of the royal child's action on the widout no horses, are the boys that bates Baimportant occasion. “ Sure enuf,” conti- nagher, an' he bates the divil, be all accounts nued she," that's jist the 'dintical way that they're the Connaught Rangers! Misther Frank, there, would be crowin' ""I'm sorry for 'em,'sez Boney,' sez he, talike a game-cock, and clappin' his hands, kin' a pinch in the left side ov his nosick, 'I whin his darlint mother used to cum an' like their look; but my own min 'ill make see how he was a'gettin' on.”

biled porridge of 'em! Go along,' sez he, After obligingly adding the sanction of an' tell 'em to charge down on the Juke, his authority to my nurse's statement, in and desire the cannins to rattle away at bis reference to my infant peculiarities, Murty sodgers.' With that the gineral rides

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