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Indignant Caoilte spoke.

advantage of the person who is possessed of them. Without With equal wrath said Oscar stern,

it, learning is pedantry and wit impertinence; nay, virtue “ Audacious babbler! silence learn

itself often looks like weakness. Discretion not only shows “ What foe e'er felt thy stroke?".

itself in words, but in all the circumstances of action; and is Then Conan thus—“ Vain boy ! be dumb,

like an agent of Providence, to guide and direct us in the or.

dinary chances of life.” But how shall discretion be cultivated Or tell what deed of fame

in children ? Chiefly by example. It is a virtue especially Did e'er thy Finn, but gnaw his thumb*

committed to the cultivation of the mother. She may do Until the marrow came? WE, not Clan-Boske, did the deed

much to promote it, by rebuking acts of imprudence, and beWhene'er we saw the foemen bleed.

stowing due encouragement upon acts of discretion. Let the

mother remember that discretion is important to men, and Behind thee, Oisin, may thy son

see that she cherishes it in her sons; let her remember that it A puling, whining chanter run,

is essential to women, and make sure of it in her daughters.And bear white book and bell. His words I scorn-in open fight,

Dr Channing.
Which of us twain is in the right
Let swords, not speeches, tell.”


Him answered Oscar's trusty steel;
When craven Conan, taught to feel,

Though this word at a glance may be said to explain itself, And trembling for his worthless life,

yet lest our English or Scotch readers might not clearly unThe Fenians prayed to end the strife,

derstand its meaning, we shall briefly give them such a definiAnd stay rough Oscar's blade.

tion of it as will enable them to comprehend it in its full extent. Between them swift the Fenians rushed,

The Irish Matchmaker, then, is a person selected to conduct The rising storm of battle hushed,

reciprocity treaties of the heart between lovers themselves in And Oscar's vengeance stayed.

the first instance, or, where the principal parties are indiffer

ent, between their respective families, when the latter happen Of Cumhail's son then Caoilte sought

to be of opinion that it is a safer and more prudent thing to What wizard Danan foe had wrought

consult the interest of the young folk rather than their incliSuch piteous change—and Finn replied,

nation. In short, the Matchmaker is the person engaged in “'I was Guillin's daughter--me she bound

carrying from one party to another all the messages, letters, By a sacred spell to search the tide

tokens, presents, and secret communications of the tender pasTill the ring she lost was found.”

sion, in whatever shape or character the said parties may deem Then Conan spoke in altered mood-

it proper to transmit them. The Matchmaker, therefore, is “ Safe may we ne'er depart,

a general negociator in all such matters of love or interest as Till we see restored our chieftain good,

are designed by the principals or their friends to terminate in Or Guillin rue his art !"

the honourable bond of marriage; for with nothing morally Then close around our chief we throng,

improper or licentious, or approaching to the character of an And bear him on our shields along.

intrigue, will the regular Irish Matchmaker have any thing at

all to do. The Matchmaker, therefore, after all, is only the Eight days and nights the caverned seat

creature of necessity, and is never engaged by an Irishman Where Guillin made his dark retreat

unless to remove such preliminary obstacles as may stand in We dig with sleepless care;

the way of his own direct operations. In point of fact, the Pour through its windings close the light,

Matchmaker is nothing but a pioneer, who, after the plan of Till we see, in all her radiance bright,

the attack has been laid down, clears away some of the rougher Spring forth th' enchantress fair.

difficulties, until the regular advance is made, the siege opened A chalice she bore of angled mould,

in due form, and the citadel suecessfully entered by the prinAnd sparkling rich with gems and gold ;

cipal party. Its brimming fount in the hand she placed

We have said thus much to prevent our fair neighbours of Of Finn, whose looks small beauty graced.

England and Scotland from imagining that because such a Feeble he drinks—the potion speeds

character as the Irish Matchmaker exists at all, Irishmen are Through every joint and pore;

personally deficient in that fluent energy which is so necessary To palsied age fresh youth succeeds-

to express the emotions of the tender passion. Addison has Finn of the swift and slender steeds

proved to the satisfaction of any rational mind that modesty Becomes himself once more.

and assurance are inseparable--that a blushing face may acHis shape, his strength, his bloom returns,

company a courageous, nay, a desperate heart_and that, on And in manly glory bright he burns !

the contrary, an abundance of assurance may be associated

with a very handsome degree of modesty. In love matters, I We gave three shouts that rent the air

grant, modesty is the forte of an Irishman, whose character in The badgers fled the vale :

this respect has been unconsciously hit off by the poet. Indeed And now, O sage of frugal care,

he may truly be termed vultus ingenui puer, ingenuique pudoris ; Hast thou not heard the tale?

which means, when translated, that in looking for a wife an D.

Irishman is "a boy of an easy face, and remarkable modesty.”

At the head of the Matchmakers, and far above all compe• A note in Miss Brooke's translations informs us that " Finn was re. titors, stands the Irish Midwife, of whose abilities in this way proached with deriving all his courage from his foreknowledge of events, it is impossible to speak too highly. And let not our readers and chewing his thumb for prophetic information."

Quadrangular--the ancient cup of the Irish, called meadar. Specimens imagine that the duties which devolve upon her, as well as of it may be seen in the Antiquarian Museum of the Royal Irish Academy. upon matchmakers in general, are slight or easily discharged.

To conduct a matter of this kind ably, great tact, knowledge

of character, and very delicate handling, are necessary. To DISCRETION.--This is a nice perception of what is right be incorruptible, faithful to both parties, not to give offence and proper under the circumstances in which a person is to either, and to obviate detection in case of secret bias or parcalled to act. It may be illustrated by the feelers of the cat, tiality, demand talents of no common order. The amount of which are long hairs placed upon her nose, with which she fortune is often to be regulated--the good qualities of the parreadily measures the space between sticks and stones through ties placed in the best, or, what is often still more judicious, which she desires to pass, and thus determines, by a delicate in the most suitable light-and when there happens to be a touch, whether it is sufficiently large to let her go through scarcity of the commodity, it must be furnished from her own without being scratched. Thus discretion appreciates diffi- invention. The miser is to be softened, the contemptuous culties, dangers, and obstructions around, and enables a per. | tone of the purse-proud bodagh lowered without offence, the son to decide upon the proper course of action. " There are crafty cajoled, and sometimes the unsuspecting overreached. many more shining, qualities in the mind of man, but there is Now, all this requires an able hand, as matchmaking in genenone so useful as discretion. It is this which gives a value to ral among the Irish does. Indeed I question whether the all the rest, which sets them at work, and turns them to the I wiliest politician that ever attempted to manage a treaty of


peace between two hostile powers could have a more difficult respect each pulls in the same harness; and as they are so well card to play than often falls to the lot of the Irish Matchmaker. matched, we will allow them to jog on side by side, drawing

The Midwife, however, from her confidential intercourse the youngsters of the neighbouring villages slowly but surely with the sex, and the respect with which both young and old towards the land of matrimony: of them look upon her, is peculiarly well qualified for the office. In humble country life, as in high life, we find in nature the She has seen the youth shoot up and ripen into the young man same principles and motives of action. Let not the speculatshe has seen the young man merged into the husband, and ing mother of rank, nor the husband-hunting dowager, imathe husband very frequently lost in the wife. Now, the marks gine for a moment that the plans, stratagems, lures, and trapand tokens by which she noted all this are as perceptible in falls, with which they endeavour to secure some wealthy fool the young of this day as they were in the young of fifty for their daughters, are not known and practised_ay, and years ago; she consequently knows from experience how to with as much subtlety and circumvention too-by the very manage each party, so as to bring about the consummation humblest of their own sex. In these matters they have not which she so devoutly wishes.

one whit of superiority over the lowest, sharpest, and most Upon second thoughts, however, we are inclined to think after fraudulent gossip of a country village, where the arts of women all that the right of precedence upon this point does not exclu- are almost as sagaciously practised, and the small scandal as sively belong to the Midwife; or at least, that there exists an- ably detailed, as in the highest circles of fashion. other person who contests it with her so strongly that we are The third great master of the art of matchmaking is the scarcely capable of determining their respective claims: this Shanahus, who is nothing more or less than the counterpart of is the Cosherer. The Cosherer in Ireland is a woman who goes the Cosherer ; for as the Cosherer is never of the male sex, so from one relation's house to another, from friend to friend, the Shanahus is never of the female. With respect to their from acquaintance to acquaintance—is always welcome, and habits and modes of life, the only difference between them is, uniformly well treated. The very extent of her connexions that as the Cosherer is never idle, so the Shanahus never works ; makes her independent ; so that if she receives an affront, and the latter is a far superior authority in old popular prootherwise a cold reception, from one, she never feels it to affect phecy and genealogy. As a matchmaker, however, the Shaher comfort, but on the contrary carries it about with her nahus comes infinitely short of the Cosherer; for the truth is, in the shape of a complaint to the rest, and details it with that this branch of diplomacy falls naturally within the masuch a rich spirit of vituperative enjoyment, that we believe næuvring and intriguing spirit of a woman. in our soul some of her friends, knowing what healthful oc- Our readers are not to understand that in Ireland there cupation it gives her, actually affront her from pure kindness.exists, like the fiddler or dancing-master, a distinct character The Cosherer is the very impersonation of industry. Unless openly known by the appellation of matchmaker. No such when asleep, no mortal living ever saw her hands idle. Her thing. On the contrary, the negociations they undertake are principal employment is knitting; and whether she sits, stands, all performed under false colours. The business, in fact, is close or walks, there she is with the end of the stocking under her and secret, and always carried on with the profoundest mysarm, knit, knit, knitting. She also sews and quilts ; and tery, veiled by the sanction of some other ostensible occupation. whenever a quilting is going forward, she can tell you at once One of the best specimens of the kind we ever met was old in what neighbour's house the quilting-frame was used last, Rose Mohan, or, as she was called, Moan, a name, we doubt, and where it is now to be had ; and when it has been got, she fearfully expressive of the consequences which too frequently is all bustle and business, ordering and commanding about followed her own negociations. Rose was a tidy creature of her-her large red three-cornered pincushion hanging conspi- middle size, who always went dressed in a short crimson cloak cuously at her side, a lump of chalk in one hand, and a coil of much faded, a striped red and blue drugget petticoat, and a twine in the other, ready to mark the pattern, whether it be heather-coloured gown of the same fabric. When walking, wave, square, or diamond.

which she did with the aid of a light hazel staff hooked at the The Cosherer is always dressed with neatness and comfort, top, she generally kept the hood of the cloak over her head, but generally wears something about her that reminds one of which gave to her whole figure a picturesque effect ; and wken a day gone by, and may be considered as the lingering rem- she threw it back, one could not help admiring how well her nant of some old custom that has fallen into disuse. This, small but symmetrical features agreed with the dowd cap of slight as it is, endears her to many, for it stands out as the white linen, with a plain muslin border, which she wore. A memorial of some old and perhaps affecting associations, which pair of blue stockings and sharp-pointed shoes high in the at its very appearance are called out from the heart in which heels completed her dress. Her features were good-natured they were slumbering:

and Irish; but there lay over the whole countenance an exIt is impossible to imagine a happier life than that of the pression of quickness and sagacity, contracted no doubt by a Cosherer. She has evidently no trouble, no care, no children, habitual exercise of penetration and circumspection. At the nor any of the various claims of life, to disturb or encumber time I saw her she was very old, and I believe had the repuher. Wherever she goes she is made, and finds herself, per- tation of being the last in that part of the country who was fectly at home. The whole business of her life is carrying known to go about from house to house spinning on the disabout intelligence, making and projecting matches, singing old taff, an instrument which has now passed away, being more songs and telling old stories, which she frequently does with conveniently replaced by the spinning

-wheel. a feeling and unction not often to be met with. She will sing The manner and style of Rose's visits were different from you the different sets and variations of the old airs, repeat the those of any other who could come to a farmer's house, or history and traditions of old families, recite ranns, interpret even to an humble cottage, for to the inmates of both wore dreams, give the origin of old local customs, and tell a ghost her services equally rendered. Let us suppose, for instance, story in a style that would make your hair stand on end. She the whole female part of a farmer's family assembled of a sum. is a bit of a doctress, too-an extensive herbalist, and is very mer evening about five o'clock, each engaged in some domesskilful and lucky among children. In short, she is a perfect tic employment: in runs a lad who has been sporting about, Gentleman's Magazine in her way—a regular repertory of breathlessly exclaiming, whilst his eyes are lit up, with delight, traditionary lore, a collector and distributor of social antiqui- “Mother ! 'mother! here's Rose Moan coming down the boties, dealing in every thing that is timeworn or old, and hand reen!" “Get out, avick ; no, she's not." “ Bad cess to me ling it with such a quiet and antique air, that one would ima- but she is ; that I may never stir if she isn't! Now!" The gine her life to be a life not of years but of centuries, and whole family are instantly at the door to see if it be she, with that she had passed the greater portion of it, long as it was, the exception of the prettiest of them all, Kitty, who sits at in “wandering by the shores of old romance."

her wheel, and immediately begins to croon over an old Irish Such a woman the reader will at once perceive is a formi. air which is sadly out of tune; and well do we know, notdable competitor for popular confidence with the Midwife. withstanding the mellow tones of that sweet voice, why it is Indeed there is but one consideration alone upon which we so, and also why that youthful cheek in which health and would be inclined to admit that the latter has any advantage beauty meet, is now the colour of crimson. over her—and it is, that she is the Midwife ; a word which is Oh, Rosha, acushla, cead millia failte ghud! (Rose, dar. a tower of strength to her, not only against all professional lin', a hundred thousand welcomes to you!) Och, musha, what opponents, but against such analogous characters as would kep you away so long, Rose? Sure you won't lave us this intrude even upon any of her subordinate or collateral offices. month o' Sundays, Rose?” are only a few of the cordial express As matchmakers, it is extremely difficult to decide between sions of hospitality and kindness with which she is received. her and the Cosherer ; so much so, indeed, that we are dis- But Kitty, whose cheek but a moment ago was carmine, why posed to leave the claim for priority undetermined. In this I is it now pale as the lily?



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“ An' what news, Rose?" asks one of her sisters;

"I am, Rose. An', Rose, how is yourself an' the world getyou'll tell us every thing; won't you ?"

tin' an?" Throth, a villish, I have no bad news, any how—an' as to “ Can't complain, dear, in such times. How are yez all at tellin' you all-Biddy, lhig dumh, let me alone. No, I have no home, alanna ?' Faix, middlin' well, Rose, thank God an' bad news, God be praised, but good news.

you. You heard of my granduncle's death, big Ned M Coul ?” Kitty's cheek is again crimson, and her lips, ripe and red as · I did, avick, God rest him. Sure it's well I remimber his cherries, expand with the sweet soft smile of her country, ex- weddin', poor man, by the same atoken that I know one that hibiting a set of teeth for which many a countess would barter helped him on wid it a thrifle. He was married in a blue coat thousands, and giving out a breath more delicious than the and buckskins, an' wore a scarlet waistcoat that you'd see fragrance of a summer meadow. Oh, no wonder, indeed, that three miles off. Oh, well I remimber it. An' whin he was the kind heart of Rose contains in its recesses a message to settin' out that mornin' to the priest's house, Ned,' says I, her as tender as ever was transmitted from man to woman ! an' I fwhishspered him, dhrop a button on the right knee

“ An,' Kitty, acushla, where's the welcome from you, that's afore you get the words said.” Thighum,' said he, wid a my favourite? Now don't be jealous, childre; sure you all smile, an' he slipped ten thirteens into my hand as he spoke. know she is, an' ever an' always was.

• I'll do it,' said he, ' and thin a fig for the fairies !' --becase “ If it's not upon my lips, it's in my heart, Rose, an' from you see if there's a button of the right knee left unbuttoned, that heart you're welcome !"

the fairies--this day's Friday, God stand betune us and harm! She rises up and kisses Rose, who gives her one glance of -can do neither hurt nor harm to sowl or body, an' sure that's meaning, accompanied by the slightest imaginable smile, and a great blessin', avick. He left two fine slips o'girls behind a gentle but significant pressure of the hand, which thrills to him.” her heart and diffuses a sense of ecstacy through her whole “ He did so—as good-lookin' girls as there's in the parish." spirit. Nothing now remains but the opportunity, which is “ Faix, an' kind mother for them, avick. She'll be marequally sought for by Rose and her, to hear without inter- ryin' agin, I'm judgin', she bein' sich a fresh good-lookin' woruption the purport of her lover's communication; and this we leave to lovers to imagine.

Why, it's very likely, Rose." In Ireland, however odd it may seem, there occur among “ Throth its natural, achora. What can a lone woman do the very poorest classes some of the hardest and most penu- wid such a large farm upon her hands, widout having some rious bargains in matchmaking that ever were heard of or one to manage it for her, an' prevint her from bein' imposed known. Now, strangers might imagine that all this close hig-on ? But indeed the first thing she ought to do is to marry off gling proceeds from a spirit naturally near and sordid, but it her two girls widout loss of time, in regard that it's hard to is not so. The real secret of it lies in the poverty and neces- say how a stepfather an' thim might agree; and I've often sity of the parties, and chiefly in the bitter experience of their known the mother herself, when she had a fresh family comin' parents, who, having come together in a state of destitution, an her, to be as unnatural to her fatherless childre as if she are anxious, each as much at the expense of the other as pos- was a stranger to thim, and that the same blood did'nt run in sible, to prevent their children from experiencing the same

their veins. Not saying that Mary M.Coul will or would act privation and misery which they themselves felt. Many a that way by her own; for indeed she's come of a kind ould time have matches been suspended or altogether broken off stock, an ought to have a good heart. Tell her, avick, when because one party refuses to give his son a slip of a pig, or you see her, that I'll spind a day or two wid her_let me another his daughter a pair of blankets; and it was no un- see-to-morrow will be Palm Sunday--why, about the Aisusual thing for a matchmaker to say, Never mind; I have ther holidays.” it all settled but the slip.One might naturally wonder why “ Indeed I will, Rose, with great pleasure.” those who are so shrewd and provident upon this subject do “ An' fwhishsper, dear, jist tell her that I've a thing to say not strive to prevent early marriages where the poverty is so to her—that I had a long dish o' discoorse about her wid a great. So unquestionably they ought, but it is a settled usage friend o' mine. You wont forget now?" of the country, and one too which Irishmen have never been “ Oh the dickens a forget!” in the habit of considering as an evil. We have no doubt “ Thank you, dear: God mark you to grace, avourneen! that if they once began to reason upon it as such, they would When you're a little ouldher, maybe I'll be a friend to you yet.' be very strongly disposed to check a custom which has been This last intimation was given with a kind of mysterious the means of involving themselves and their unhappy offspring benevolence, very visible in the complacent shrewdness of her in misery, penury, and not unfrequently in guilt itself. face, and with a twinkle in the eye, full of grave humour and

Rose, like many others in this world who are not conscious considerable self-importance, leaving the mind of the person of the same failing, smelt strongly of the shop ; in other words, she spoke to in such an agreeable uncertainty as rendered it her conversation had a strong matamonial tendency. No two a matter of great difficulty to determine whether she was sebeings ever lived so decidedly antithetical to each other in this rious or only in jest, but at all events throwing the onus of point of view as the Matchmaker and the Keener. Mention inquiry upon him. the name of an individual or a family to the Keener, and the The ease and tact with which Rose could involve two young medium through which her memory passes back to them is persons of opposite sexes in a mutual attachment, were very that of her professed employment-a mourner at wakes and remarkable. In truth, she was a kind of matrimonial incenfunerals.

diary, who went through the country holding her torch now “ Don't you know young Kelly of Tamlaght?”

to this heart and again to that---first to one and then to anI do, avick,” replies the Keener, “and what about him ?" | other, until she had the parish more or less in a flame. And

“Why, he was married to-day mornin' to ould Jack M.Clus- when we consider the combustible materials of which the Irish key's daughter."

heart is composed, it is no wonder indeed that the labour of Well, God grant them luck an' happiness, poor things! taking the census in Ireland increases at such a rapid rate I do indeed remimber his father's wake an' funeral well-ould during the time that elapses between the periods of its being Risthard Kelly of Tamlaght-a dacent corpse he made for made out. If Rose, for instance, met a young woman of her his years, an' well he looked. But indeed I known by the acquaintance accidentally - and it was wonderful to think colour that sted in his cheeks, an' the limbs remainin’soople for how regularly these accidental meetings took place - she the twenty-four hours afther his departure, that some of the would address her probably somewhat as follows: family 'ud follow him afore the year was out; an' so she did. “ Arra, Biddy Sullivan, how are you, a-colleen ?" The youngest daughter, poor thing, by raison of a could she “ Faix, bravely, thank you, Rose. How is yourself?” got, over-heatin' herself at a dance, was stretched beside him Indeed, thin, sorra bit o' the health we can complain of, that very day was eleven months ; and God knows it was from Bhried, barrin' whin this pain in the back comes upon us. The the heart my grief came for her to see the poor handsome last time I seen your mother, Biddy, she was complainin' of a colleen laid low so soon. But when a gallopin' consumption weid.* I hope she's betther, poor woman?” sets in, avourneen, sure we all know what's to happen. In “ Hut ! bad scran to the thing ails her! She has as light Crockaniska churchyard they sleep-the Lord make both their a foot as e'er a one of us, an' can dance • Jackson's mornin' beds in heaven this day !" The very reverse of this, but at brush' as well as ever she could.” the same time as inveterately professional, was Rose Moan. Throth, an' I'm proud to hear it. Och! och! ‘Jackson's “ God save you, Rose."

mornin' brush !' and it was she that could do it. Sure I re “God save you kindly, avick. Eh!-let me look at you. Aren't you red Billy M'Guirk's son from Ballagh ?"

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mimber her wedding-day like yestherday. Ay, far an' near * The same. But, Paul, avick, if a syllable o' what I tould her fame wint as a dancer, an' the clanest-made girl that ever youcame from Lisbuie. Like yestherday do I remimber it, an' · Hut, Rose! honour bright! Do you think me a stag, how the squire himself an’the ladies from the Big House came that I'd go and inform on you ?" down to see herself an' your father, the bride and groom- "Fwhishsper, Paul ; she'll be at the dance on Friday next an' it wasn't on every hill head you'd get sich a couple in Jack Gormly's new house. So bunnayht lhath, an' think dancin' the same . Jackson's mornin' brush.'. Oh! it was far o' what I betrayed to you." and near her fame wint for dancin' that.-An' is there no news Thus did Rose very quietly and sagaciously bind two young wid you, Bhried, at all at all ?”

hearts together, who probably might otherwise have never for “ The sorra word, Rose: where ud I get news ? Sure it's a moment even thought of each other. Of course, when Paul yourself that's always on the fut that ought to have the news and Biddy met at the dance on the following Friday, the one for us, Rose alive.”

was the object of the closest attention to the other; and each An' maybe I have too. I was spaikin' to a friend o’mine being prepared to witness strong proofs of attachment from about you the other day.”

the opposite party, every thing fell out exactiy according to “ A friend o' yours, Rose! Why, what friend could it be ?” their expectations.

“ A friend o' mine--ay, an' of yours too. Maybe you have Sometimes it happens that a booby of a fellow during his more friends than you think, Biddy-and kind ones too, as far calf love will employ a male friend to plead his suit with a as wishin' you weli goes, 'tany rate. Ay have you, faix, an' pretty girl, who, if the principal party had spunk, might be friends that e'er a girl in the parish might be proud to hear very willing to marry him. To the credit of our fair country. named in the one day wid her. Awouh!”

women, however, be it said, that in scarcely one instance out “ Bedad we're in luck, thin, for that's more than I knew of. of twenty does it happen, or has it ever happened, that any of An' who may these great friends of ours be, Rose?”

them ever fails to punish the faint heart by bestowing the fair Awouh | Faix, as dacent a boy as ever broke bread the lady upon wbat is called the blackfoot or spokesman whom he same boy is, 'and,' says he, 'if I had goold in bushelfuls, I'd think selects to make love for him. In such a case it is very natuit too little for that girl ;' but, poor lad, he's not aisy or happy rally supposed that the latter will speak two words for him. in his mind in regard o’that. • I'm afeard,' says he, 'that self and one for his friend, and indeed the result bears out the she'd put scorn upon me, an' not think me her aiquals. An' no supposition. Now, nothing on earth gratifies the heart of more I am,' says he again, 'for where, afther all, would you the established Matchmaker so much as to hear of such a disget the likes of Biddy Sullivan ?’-Poor boy ! throth my heart aster befalling a spoony. She exults over his misfortune for aches for him!”

months, and publishes his shame to the uttermost bounds of “ Well, can't you fall in love wid him yourself, Rose, who- her own little world, branding him as “ a poor pitiful crature, ever he is ?"

who had not the courage to spaik up for himself or to employ “ Indeed, an' if I was at your age, it would be no shame to them that could.” In fact, she entertains much the same feel. me to do so; but, to tell you the thruth, the sorra often ever ing against him that a regular physician would towards some the likes of Paul Heffernan came acrass me.

weak-minded patient, who prefers the knavish ignorance of a “ Paul Heffernan! Why, Rose,” replied Biddy, smiling quack to the skill and services of an able and educated medical with the assumed lightness of indifference, “is that your practitioner. beauty? If it is, why, keep him, an'make much of him.“. Characters like Rose are fast disappearing in Ireland ; and

“Oh, wurrah! the differ there is between the hearts an' indeed in a country where the means of life were generally intongues of some people—one from another-an' the way they adequate to the wants of the population, they were calculated, spaik behind others' backs! Well, well, I'm sure that wasn't however warmly the heart may look back upon the memory the way he spoke of you, Biddy; an' God forgive you for run- of their services, to do more harm than good, by inducing nin' down the poor boy as you're doin'. Trogs ! I believe young folks to enter into early and improvident marriages. you're the only girl would do it.”

They certainly sprang up from a state of society not tho“ Who, me! I'm not runnin' him down. I'm neither runnin' roughly formed by proper education and knowledge-where him up nor down. I have neither good nor bad to say about the language of a people, too, was in many extensive districts him -- the boy's a black sthranger to me, barrin' to know his in such a state of transition as in the interchange of affection face."

to render an interpreter absolutely necessary. We have our“ Faix, an' he's in consate wid you these three months past, selves witnessed marriages where the husband and wife spoke an' intinds to be at the dance on Friday next, in Jack the one English and the other Irish, each being able with difGormly's new house. Now, good bye, alanna ; keep your ficulty to understand the other. In all such cases Rose was own counsel till the time comes, an’ mind what I said to you. invaluable. She spoke Irish and English fluently, and indeed It's not behind every ditch the likes of Paul Heffernan grows. was acquainted with every thing in the slightest or most reBannaght lhath! My blessin' be wid you !"

mote degree necessary to the conduct of a love affair, from the Thus would Rose depart just at the critical moment, for first glance up until the priest had pronounced the last words well she knew that by husbanding her information and leaving or, to speak more correctly, until “ the throwing of the the heart something to find out, she took the most effectual stocking.' steps to excite and sustain that kind of interest which is apt Rose was invariably placed upon the hob, which is the seat ultimately to ripen, even from its own agitation, into the of comfort and honour at a farmer's fireside, and there she attachment she is anxious to promote.

sat neat and tidy, detailing all the news of the parish, telling The next day, by a meeting similarly accidental, she comes them how such a marriage was one unbroken honeymoon-a in contact with Paul Heffernan, who, honest lad, had never sure proof by the way that she herself had a hand in it-and probably bestowed a thought upon Biddy Sullivan in his life. again, how another one did not turn out well, and she said so;

Morrow ghud, Paul !—how is your father's son, ahager?" " there was always a bad dhrop in the Haggarties; but, my

Morrow ghuteha, Rose !—my father's son wants nothin' dear, the girl herself was for him ; so as she made her own bed but a good wife, Rosha.”

she must lie in it, poor thing. Any way, thanks be to good“An' it's not every set day or bonfire night that a good ness I had nothing to do wid it!". wife is to be had, Paul-that is, a good one, as you say; for, Rose was to be found in every fair and market, and always throth, there's many o'them in the market sich as they are. I at a particular place at a certain hour of the day, where the was talkin' about you to a friend of mine the other day—an', parties engaged in a courtship were sure to meet her on these trogs, I'm afeard you're not worth all the abuse we gave you." occasions. She took a chirping glass, but never so as to be

• More power to you, Rose! I'm oblaged to you. But who come unsteady. Great deference was paid to every thing she is the friend in the manetime?”

said; and if this was not conceded to her, she extorted it with “Poor girl! Throth, when your name slipped out an her, the a high hand. Nobody living could drink a health with half point of a rush would take a drop of blood out o' her cheek, the comic significance that Rose threw into her eye when say.; the way she crimsoned up. An', Rose,' says she, “if ever I ing, “ Well, young couple, here's everything as you wish it!” know you to breathe it to man or mortual, my lips I'll never Rose's motions from place to place were usually very slow, open to you to my dyin' day.' Trogs, whin I looked at her, and for the best reason in the world, because she was frean' the tears standin' in her purty black eyes, I thought i quently interrupted. For instance, if she met a young man didn't see a betther favoured girl

, for both face and figure, on her way, ten to one but he stood and held a long and earthis many a day, than the same Biddy Sullivan."

nest conversation with her; and that it was both important “Biddy Sullivan! Is that long Jack's daughter of Cargah?" | and confidential, might easily be gathered from the fact that




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whenever a stranger passed, it was either suspended altoge- But as it was not every day Master Fox could mulct the ther, or carried on in so low a tone as to be inaudible. This circumambient dancing-master in a beef-steak or a calf's pluck, held equally good with the girls. Many a time have I seen he often returned home hungry; and I am now come to the them retracing their steps, and probably walking back a mile point of proving the “intellectuality”. of Madam Smut, as or two, all the time engaged in discussing some topic evidently evidenced in her maternal piety. Within the kitchen-door lay of more than ordinary interest to themselves. And when they a mat, in a hole in which she daily bid a portion of her lights. shook hands and bade each other good bye, heavens! at what She was generally dozing before the fire when her son came a pace did the latter scamper homewards across fields and in for the night, and whenever I happened to follow him and ditches, in order to make up for the time she had lost ! watch her movements, she invariably looked up to see whether

Nobody ever saw Rose receive a penny of money, and yet he had scented the provender : and when satisfied on that when she took a fancy, it was beyond any doubt that she has point, coiled herself up to sleep again. But her maternal often been known to assist young folks in their early strug tenderness never interfered with her matronly dignity. Woe gles ; but in no instance was the slightest aid ever afforded to betide Fox, if, in proceeding to take his place at the fire, he any one whose union she had not herself been instrumental in attempted to pass between her and it. She would instantly bringing about. As to the when and the how she got this spring up and deal him a dab, which prevented for that time money, and the great quantity of female apparel which she was a repetition of the indecorum. I have seen him steal most known to possess, we think we see our readers smile at the cautiously along the forbidden path in the presumption that simplicity of those who may not be able to guess the several she was asleep, but I do not remember to have ever seen him sources from whence she obtained it.

effect a passage. I have said that he leathered all the cats One other fact we must mention before we close this sketch about him save one_that one was his mother. Determined of her character. There were some houses--we will not, for pugilist and fire-eater as he was, he never returned the dab we dare not, say how many_into which Rose was never seen she gave him. to enter. This, however, was not her fault. Every one knew The fact of which I was only an ear-witness may be briefly that what she did, she did always for the best ; and if some related. A lady of this city observing one day a wretched small bits of execration were occasionally levelled at her, it kitten which had been ruthlessly flung into the street before was not more than the parties levelled at each other. All her residence, had it taken into the house and carefully tended. marriages cannot be happy; and indeed it was a creditable Some time after, when it had grown into a thorough-bred proof of Rose Moan's sagacity that so few of those effected mouser, a strange cat with a broken leg hobbled into the yard, through her instrumentality were unfortunate.

where it was discovered by the foundling, which immediately Poor Rose! matchmaking was the great business of your took charge of it, and regularly allotted to the sufferer a por. simple but not absolutely harmless life. You are long since, tion of its own daily food till it was sufficiently recovered to we trust, gone to that happy place where there are neither shift for itself. marryings nor givings in marriage, but where you will have a As a warm friend of the inferior creation, I was much long Sabbath from your old habits and tendencies. We love pleased to find their cause pleaded towards the close of the for more reasons than either one or two to think of your faded article, which gave rise to the present sketch, and a just encrimson cloak, peaked shoes, hazel staff, clear grey eye, and comium passed on the author of " the Rights of Animals." nose and chin that were so full of character. As you used to And much was I gratified to find that the same cause appears say yourself, bannaght lhath !—my blessing be with you! to maintain an abiding interest in the bosom of the first of

living poets. “C. 0." alludes as follows to a conversation he

had with Mr Wordsworth on the subject :-" I remember an

observation made to me by one of the most gifted of the hu-
man race-one of the stars of this generation—the poet of na-

ture and of feeling--the good and the great Mr Wordsworth. One result of perusing such interesting papers on " the In. Having the honour of a conversation with him after he had tellectuality of Domestic Animals” as that which lately ap- made a tour through Ireland, I in the course of it asked what was peared in the Dublin University Magazine, should be the pub- the thing that most struck his observation here as making us lication of similar facts; another, the promotion of that kind- differ from the English ; and he without hesitation said it was ness towards the inferior creation which is still, alas ! so spar. the ill-treatment of our horses : that his soul was often, too ingly manifested. I therefore propose stuffing a cranny of often, sick within him at the way in which he saw these creathe Irish Penny Journal with a few particulars relating, tures of God abused.” One evening, which I had the happifirstly, to the maternal and filial piety of the cat; secondly, ness of spending at Rydal Mount, the very same subject was to the humanity (or, psychologically speaking, brutality) of broached by Mr w. Defend my countrymen I could not, the same animal. Of the facts illustrative of the former vir- but I parried the attack by showing that other segments of tues I was an eye-witness_those illustrative of the latter I the united kingdom had litile right to boast over them in this had from a member of the family in which they occurred. particular. This I proved by adverting to the notorious cat

In my early home two cats, a mother and a son, formed skinning of London--a horror unknown in Ireland, bad as we part of the establishment. The former, a dark-grey matron, are—and to certain atrocious cruelties which had just been rejoiced in the euphonious name of Smut-the colour of the perpetrated on some horses in Sutherland (though I must conlatter may be inferred from his appellation, Fox. Smut was, fess that I know too little of Scotland to pronounce whether to be brief, the most cat I ever saw; Fox was a its national character is tarnished by cruelty to animals or huge Dan Donnelly of a brute, a very hero of the slates, and not). And much was I surprised when the son of the poet the terror of all the cats in the neighbourhood, save one : he threw discredit on the character of one of the first of London walloped them right and left; and many a smirking sylph of newspapers, from which I had cited a recent case in proof of the gutters, wont to pick her steps daintily to avoid all pos- my assertion. It was in 1833 I visited Rydal Mount. Should sible contact with the wet, was seen to scamper away scream- this paper reach the eye of Mr W. jun., he may find my stateing when Fox appeared in view, for truth obliges me to re- ment corroborated, and the perpetration of the barbarous cord that he spared neither age nor sex. Nor was he formi. trade demonstrated, by referring to the case of Elizabeth Rodable to the brute creation alone-humanity often suffered gerson, an old offender, who in 1839 was condemned to the under his visitations. There was no keener forager among ridiculously lenient penalty of two months' imprisonment for the larders and pantries of the neighbourhood. A poor danc- the crime, without hard labour. A diametrically opposite ing-master who had a way of leaving his window open was opinion respecting the treatment of horses in Ireland was most frequently victimized; for as the said window was con- once expressed to me by another English gentleman of some venient to the low roof of a back house, our hero used to celebrity in the religious world. He passed an encomium on quietly walk in and purvey to his liking. In the recess of a the kindness to animals observable in this country, from the chimney, and several feet above the roof of our house, was a habit he had noticed among the drivers of jaunting-cars, dur. kind of small platform, where Master Fox was usually pleased ing his short stay in Dublin, of feeding their horses from their to regale himself on his ill-gotten gains. One day I saw him hands with a wisp of hay at leisure moments—a pitch of huwith a calf's or lamb's pluck in his mouth, twice as long as manity just equivalent to that of greasing the wheels of their himself, darting aloft towards his refectory. The weight of vehicles. the booty several times dragged him back; but he persevered till he gained his point : it was a sight ludicrous beyond all | Printed and published every Saturday by GUNN

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