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sind ye a long step of two hundred feet to furnish a could the president of the revel, poured sparkling brandy into a supper for the sharks. The sorrow a many would vinture single glass that circled in quick succession, while the jest and down here, avourneen, barring the red fox of the hill and laugh and song swelled in mingled confusion, till the dinthe honest smuggler; they are both poor persecuted crathurs, some cavern rang again to the roar of the subterranean bac. but God has given thim gumpshun to find a place of shelter for chanals. the fruits of their honest industhry, glory be to his holy name!" “God save all here!” said Shane Glas, approaching the
Shane Glas was quite correct in his estimate of the festive group. * 0, wisha! Misther Cronin, but you and the height of this fearful cliff. It overhung the deep Atlantic, boys is up to fun. The devil a naither glass o' brandy: no and the narrow pathway wound its sinuous way round and wonder ye should laugh and sing over it. How goes the beneath so many frightful precipices, that had the unprac- Colleen Ăyrigh, and her Bochal Fadda, that knows how to bark tised feet of Paddy Corbett threaded the mazy declivity in so purty at thim plundering thieves, the wather-guards?” the clear light of day, he would in all probability bave per- "Ah! welcome, Shane,” replied the person addressed ; "the formed the saltation, and furnished the banquet of which customer you've brought may be depinded on, I hope. Sit Shane Glas gave him a passing hint. But ignorance of his down, boys." fearful situation saved his life. His companion, in addition “'Tis ourselves that will, and welkim,” rejoined Shane. to his knowledge of this secret route, had a limberness of “Depinded on! why, 'scure to the dacenther father's son muscle, and a pliancy of uncouth motion, that enabled him from this to himself than Paddy Corbett, 'tisn't that he's to to pursue every winding of the awful slope with all the ac- the fore.” tivity of a weazel. In their descent, the wild sea-fowl, roused " Come, taste our brandy, lads, while I help you to some by the unusual approach of living things from their couch of ham,” said the smuggler. Shane, you have the stomach of repose, swept past on sounding wing into the void and dreary a shark, the digestion of an ostrich, and the gout of an epispace abroad, uttering discordant cries, which roused the cure. more distant slumberers of the rocks. As they farther de- “ By gar ye may say that wid yer own purty mouth, Misscended round the foot of the cliff, where the projecting ther Cronin,” responded the garrulous Shane.“ Here, gincrags formed the sides of a little cove, a voice, harsh and tlemin, here is free thrade to honest min, an' high hangin' to threatening, demanded “who goes there?”. The echo of the all informers! O! murdher maura (smacking his lips), how questioner's interrogation, reverberating along the receding it tastes! O, avirra yealish (laying his bony hand across wall of rocks, would seem to a fanciful ear the challenge of his shrunken paunch), how it hates the stummuck !" the guardian spirit of the coast pursuing his nightly round. “ You are welcome to our mansion, Paddy Corbett," interThe wild words blended in horrid unison through the mid rupted the hospitable master of the cavern; “ the house is coair with the sigh of waving wings and discordant screams, vered in, the rent paid, and the cruiskeen of brandy unadulterwhich the echoes of the cliffs multiplied a thousand fold, as ated; so eat, drink, and be merry. When the moon rises, we though all the demons of the viewless world had chosen that can proceed to business.” hour and place of loneliness to give their baneful pinions and Paddy Corbett was about to return thanks when the intershricks of terror to the wind.
minable Shane Glas again broke in. " Who goes there?” again demanded this strange warder “I never saw a man, beggin' yer pardon, Misther Cronin, of the savage scene; and again the scream of the sea bird lade a finer or rolickinger life than your own four bones and the echo of human tones sounded wildly along the sea. drinking an' coorting on land, and spreading the canvass of
“ A friend, avick machree,” replied Shane Glas. “ Paudh, the Cooleen Ayrigh over the salt say, for the good o' thrade. achorra, what beautiful lungs you have! But keep yer voice Manim syr Shyre, if I had Trig Dowl the piper forninst me a thrifle lower, ma bouchal, or the wather-guards might be there, near the cruiskeen, but I'd drink an' dance till mornafter staling a march on ye, sharp as ye are.
ing. But here's God bless us, an' success to our thrip, Paddy, “Shane Glas, ye slinging thief,” rejoined the other, “is avrahir ;” and he drained his glass. Then when many a sucthat yerself? Honest man,", addressing the new comer, cessive round went past, and the famished-looking wretch “ take care of that talla-faced schamer. My hand for ye, grew intoxicated, he called out at the top of his voice, “SiShane will see his own funeral yet, for the devil another lence for a song," and in a tone somewhat between the squeak crathur, barring a fox, could creep down the cliff till the of a pig and the drone of a bagpipe, poured forth a lyric, of moon rises, any how. But I know what saved yer bacon; which we shall present one or two stanzas to the reader. he that's born to be hanged—you can repate the rest o' the I thravelled France an' Spain, an' likewise in Asia, thrue ould saying yerself, ye poor atomy!”
Fal de ral, &c &c. “Chorp an Doul,” said Shane Glas, rather chafed by the severe
And spint many a long day at my aise in Arabia, raillery of the other, “is it because ye shoulder an ould gun Pur-shocing of their ways, their sates an' their farims, that an honest man can't tell you what a Judy ye make river. But sich another place as the lakes o' Killarney self, swaggering like a raw Peeler, and frightening every I never saw elsewhere, the air being most charming,
Fal de ral, &c &c. shag on the cliff with yer foolish bull-scuttering! Make way There the Muses came to make it their quarthers, there, or I'll stick that ould barrel in yez-make way there,
Fal de ral, &c &c. ye spalpeen!"
An' for their ray-creation they came froin Castalia, “ Away to yer masther with ye, ye miserable disciple,”
With congratulations playing for his lordship, returned the unsparing jiber. ** Arrah, by the hole o’my A viewing of that place, I mean sweet Killarney, coat, asther you have danced yer last jig upon nothing, with That the music been so sweet, the lake became enchanted,
Fal de ral, &c &c. yer purty himp cravat on, I'll coax yer miserable carcass from the hangman to frighten the crows with.”
Early on a clear sunny morning after this, a man with a When the emaciated man and his companion had proceeded horse and truckle car was observed to enter the town of a few paces along the narrow ledge that lay between the Killarney from the west. He trolled forth before the animal, steep cliff and the sea, they entered a huge excavation in the which, checked by some instinctive dread, with much relucrock, which seemed to have been formed by volcanic agency, tance allowed himself to be dragged along at the full length when the infant world heaved in some dire convulsion of its of his hair halter. On the rude vehicle was laid what seemed distempered bowels. The footway of the subterranean vault a quantity of straw, upon which was extended a human being, was strewn with the finest sand, which, hardened by frequent whose greatly attenuated frame appeared fully developed bepressure, sent the tramp of the intruder's feet reverberating neath an old llannel quilt. His face, that appeared above its along the gloomy vacancy. On before gleamed a strong tattered hem, looked the embodiment of disease and famine, light, which, piercing the surrounding darkness, partially re- which seemed to have gnawed, in horrid union, into his in most vealed the sides of the cavern, while the far space beneath the vitals. His distorted features pourtrayed rending agony; lofty roof, impervious to the powerful ray, extended dark and and as the rude vehicle jolted along the rugged pavement, he undefined. Then came the sound of human voices mixed in groaned hideously. This miserable man was our acquaintance uproarious confusion ; and anon, within a receding angle, a
Shane Glas, and he that led the strange procession no other strange scene burst upon their view.
than Paddy Corbett, who thus experimented to smuggle his Before a huge fire which lighted all the deep recess of the “ taste o' tibaccy,” which lay concealed in well-packed bales high over-arching rock that rose sublime as the lofty roof of beneath the sick couch of the wretched simulator. a Gothic cathedral, sat five wild-looking men of strange semi- As they proceeded along, Shane Glas uttered a groan, connautical raiment. Between them extended a large sea-chest, veying such a feling of real agony that his startled comon which stood an earthen flaggon, from which one, who seemed | panion, supposing that he had in verity received the sudden
Fal de ral, &c &c
Fal de ral, &c &c.
judgment of his deception, rushed back to ascertain whether “ Thrue enough for yer honour,” said Pat; “my next door he had not been suddenly stricken to death.
neighbours at that side are the wild Ingins of Immeriky. A “Paddy, a chorra-na-nea,” he muttered in an undergrowl, wet and could foot an' a dhry heart I had coming to ye; but “here's the vagabone thief of a guager down sthreet! Exert welkim be the grace o'God, sure poor people should make out yerself, a-lea, to baffle the schamer, an' don't forget 'tis the an honest bit an’ sup for the weeny crathurs at home ; an' I spotted faver I have."
have thirteen o' thim, all thackeens, praise be to the Maker.” Sure enough, the guager did come; and noticing, as he “ And I dare say you have brought a trifle in my line of passed along, the confusion and averted features of Paddy business in Corbett, he immediately drew up.
“ Faith, 'tis yerself may book it : I have the natest lafe o “ Where do you live, honest man, an' how far might you tibaccy that ever left Connor Cro-ab-a-bo. I was going to be goin'?" said the keen exciseman.
skin an the honest man--Lord betune us an' harum, I'd be the “0, wisha! may the heavens be yer honour's bed !-ye first informer of my name, any how. But, talking o' the timust be one o' the good ould stock, to ax afther the consarns baccy, the man that giv it said a sweether taste never left of a poor angishore like me: but, a yinusal-a-chree, 'tis’nt the hould of his ship, an' that's a great word. I'll give it dog where I lives is worse to me, but where that donan in the chape, by raison o' the long road it thravelled to yer honour. thruckle will die with me.”
“You don't seem to be long in this business,” said Mr “But how far are you taking him ?”
Pigtai.. 0, 'tis myself would offer a pather an'ave on my two bin- * Thrue for ye there agin, a-yinusal ; 'tis yourself may say ded knees for yer honour's soul, if yer honour would tell me Since the priest christened Paddy an me, an' that's longer that. I forgot to ax the crathur where he should be berrid than I can remimber, I never wint an the sachrawn afore. when we kim away, an' now he's speechless out an' out.” God comfort poor Jillian Dawly, the crathur, an' the grawls
“ Come, say where is your residence," said the other, I left her. Amin, a-hierna !" whose suspicion was increased by the countryman's prevari- Now, Mr Pigtail supposed from the man's seeming simplication.
city, and his inexperience in running smuggled goods, that he "" By jamine, yer honour's larnin' bothers me intirely; but if should drive a very profitable adventure with him. He yer honour manes where the woman that owns me and the chil-ordered him to bring the goods privately to the back way
that dre is, 'tis that way, west at Tubber-na-Treenoda : yer led to his premises; and Paddy, who had the fear of the guager honour has heard tell o' Tubber-na-Treenoda, by coorse ?" vividly before him, lost no time in obeying the mandate. But “ Never, indeed.”
when Mr Pigtail examined the several packages, he turns “0, wisha! dont let yer honour be a day longer that way, round upon poor Paddy with a look of disapprobation, and If the sickness, God betune us an' barum, kim an ye, 'twould exclaims, “This article will not suit, good man—entirely be betther for yer honour give a testher to the durhogh there, damaged by sea water--never do." to offer up a rosary for ye, than to shell out three pounds to “ See wather, anagh !” returns Paddy Corbett ; “bad luck Doctor Crump."
to the dhrop o' wather, salt or fresh, did my taste o' tibaccy “ Perhaps you have some soft goods concealed under the ever see. The Colleen Ayrigh that brought it could dip an sick man,” said the guager, approaching the car. “I fre- skim along the waves like a sea-gull. There are two things quently catch smuggled wares in such situations.
she never yet let in, Mr Pigtail, avourneen-wather nor wa“ The devil a taste good or saft under him, sir dear, but ther-guards: the one ships off her, all as one as a duck ; the could sop from the top o' the stack. Ketch! why, the and the Boochal Fadda on her deck keeps ’tother a good mile devil a haporth ye'll ketch here but the spotted faver.” off, more spunk to him.” This piece of nautical information
" Fever!" repeated the startled exciseman, retiring a step Paddy had ventured from gleanings collected from the rich or two.
stores which the conversation of Shane Glas presented along “Yes, faver, yer honour; what else? Didn't Father Dar- the road, and in the smugglers' cave. by that prepared him say that he had spotted faver enough “ But, my good man, you cannot instruct me in the way of for a thousand min! Do, yer honour, come look in his face, my business. Take it away–no man in the trade would an' thin throw the poor dying crathur, that kem all the way venture an article like it. But I shall make a sacrifice, from Decie's counthry, by raisin of a dhream, to pay a round rather than let a poor ignorant man fall into the hands of the for his wife's sowl at Tubber-na-Treenoda : yes, throw him guager. I shall give you five pounds for the lot.” out an the belly o' the road, an' let his blood, the blood o' the Paddy Corbett, who had been buoyed up by the hope of stranger, be on yer soul an' his faver in yer body."
making two hundred per cent. of his lading, now seeing all his Paddy Corbett's eloquence operating on the exciseman’s gainful views vanish into thin air, was loud and impassioned dread of contagion, saved the tobacco.
in the expression of his disappointment. “0, Jillian Dawly!” Our adventurers considering it rather dangerous to seek a he cried, swinging his body to and fro, “Jillian, a roon mabuyer in Killarney, directed their course eastward to Kanturk. nima, what'll ye say to yer man, afther throwing out of his The hour of evening was rather advanced as they entered the hand the half year's rint that he had to give the agint? 0! town; and Shane, who could spell his way without much dif-what'll ye say, aveen, but that I med a purty padder-naficulty through the letters of a sign-board, seeing “enter- peka of myself, listening to Shane Glas, the yellow schamer; tainment for man and horse" over the door, said they would or what'll Sheelabeg, the crathur, say, whin Tim Murphy put up there for the night, and then directed Paddy to the wont take her without the cows that I wont have to give her? shop of the only tobacconist in town, whither for some pri- O, Misther Pigtail, avourneen, be marciful to an honest vate motive he declined to attend him. Mr Pigtail was after father's son ; don't take me short, avourneen, an' that God dispatching a batch of customers when Paddy entered, who, might take you short. Give me the tin pounds it cost me, seeing the coast clear, gave him the “God save all here,” an' I'll pray for yer sowl, both now an' in the world to come. which is the usual phrase of greeting in the kingdom of 0! Jillian, Jillian, I'll never face ye, nor Sheelabeg, nor any Kerry: Mr Pigtail was startled at the rude salutation, which, o' the crathurs agin, without the tin pound, any how. Til though a beautiful benediction, and characteristic of a highly take the vestmint, an' all the books in F'ather Darby's house religious people, is yet too uncouth for modern “ears polite, of it. and has, excepting among the lowest class of peasants, en- “Well, if you don't give the tobacco to me for less than tirely given way to that very sincere and expressive phrase that, you can call on one Mr Prywell, at the other side of the of address,“ your servant.
bridge; he deals in such articles too. You see I cannot do Now, Mr Pigtail
, who meted out the length of his replies more for you, but you may go farther and fare worse,” said in exact proportion to the several ranks and degrees of his the perfidious tobacconist, as he directed the unfortunate man querists, upon hearing the vulgar voice that uttered the more to the residence of Mr Paul Prywell, the officer of excise. vulgar salute, hesitated to deign the slightest notice, but, With heavy heart, and anxious eye peering in every direcmeasuring with a glance the outward man of the saluter, he tion beneath his broad-leafed hat, Paddy Corbett proceeded gave a slight nod of acknowledgement, and the dissyllabic till he reached a private residence having a green door and response “servant;" but seeing Paddy Corbett with gaping a brass knocker. He hesitated, seeing no shop nor appearance mouth about to open his embassy, and that, like Burns's Death, of business there; but on being assured that this was indeed “ He seemed to make a kind o' stan',
the house of Mr Prywell, he approached, and gave the door But naething spak,"
three thundering knocks with the butt end of his holly-handled he immediately added, "Honest man, you came from the whip. The owner of the domicile, roused by this very uncerewest, I believe?"
monious mode of announcement, came forth to demand the
intruder's business, and to wonder that he would not prefer Our story has approached its close: the tobacco was safely giving a single rap with the brass knocker, as was the wont stowed inside, in order to be consigned to Mr Pigtail's private of persons in his grade of society, instead of sledging away receptacle for such contraband articles. Paddy had just at the door like a peep-o'-day boy."
pocketed his five pounds, and at that moment in burst Mr “Yer honour will excuse my bouldness,” said Paddy, tak- Prywell
. The execration which ever after pursued the toing off his hat, and scraping the mud before and behind him bacconist for his treacherous conduct, and the heavy fine in a full yard; “excuse my bouldness, for I never seed such which he was amerced, so wrought upon his health and curifixes on a dure afore, an' I would'nt throuble yer honour's circumstances, that in a short time he died in extreme poverty. house at all at all, only in regard of a taste of goods that I His descendants became homeless wanderers, and it is upon was tould would shoot yer honour. Ye can have it, a yinusal, record, among the brave and high-minded men of Duhallow, for less than nothing, 'case I don't find myself in heart to push that Jeffrey Pigtail of Kanturk was the only betrayer that on farther ; for the baste is slow, the crathur, an' myself that's ever disgraced the barony.
E. W. saying it, making buttons for fear o' the guager.'
" Who, might I ask," said the astonished officer of excise, directed you here to sell smuggled tobacco?"
SPEED ON RAILWAYS.-In the first of a course of lectures “A very honest gintleman, but a bad buyer, over the bridge, on railways, delivered in the early part of last year at Man. sir. He'd give but five pound for what cost myself tin-chester by Dr Lardner, he gave the following account of foreer dhota, that I had ever had a hand in it! I put the half the speed attained by locomotive engines at different periods : year's rint in it, yer honour ; and my thirteen femul grawls an' “ Since the great questions which had been agitated respecttheir mother, God help 'em, will be soon on the sachrawn. ing the effect which an increased width of rails would have I'll never go home without the tin pound, any how. High on railway transit, and the effect which very large drawing hanging to ye, Shane Glas, ye tallow-faced thief, that sint wheels, of great diameter, would have on certain railways, me smuggling. O! Jillian, 'tis sogering I'll soon be, with a the question of very vastly increased speed had acquired congun an my shoulder."
siderable interest. Very recently two experiments had been “Shane Glas !" said the exciseman; “ do you know Shane made, attended with most surprising results.
One was the Glas ; I'd give ten pounds to see the villain."
case of the Monmouth express. A dispatch was carried from “'Tis myself does, yer honour, an' could put yer finger an Twyford to London on the Great Western Railway, a dishim, if I had ye at Tubber-na-Treenoda, saving yer presence; tance of thirty miles, in thirty-five minutes. This distance but as I was setting away, he was lying undher an ould quilt, was traversed very favourably, and being subject to less of an' I heard him telling that the priest said he had spotted those casual interruptions to which a longer trip would be faver enough for a thousand min."
liable, it was performed at the rate of six miles in seven mi" That villain will never die of spotted fever, in my hum- nutes, or six-sevenths of a mile in one minute (very nearly ble opinion," said the exciseman. A good judgment in yer mouth, sir, achree. I heard the fifty-one and a half miles an hour). He had experimented
on speed very largely on most of the railways of the country, rogue himself say, 'Bad'cess to the thief! that a cup-tosser and he had never personally witnessed that speed. The tould him be'd die of stoppage of breath.' But wont yer hon- evaporating power of those engines was enormous. Another our allow me to turn in the lafe o' tibaccy ""
performance, which he had ascertained since he arrived The officer of excise was struck with deep indignation at the in this neighbourhood, showed that great as was the one just villany of him who would ruin a comparatively innocent man mentioned, they must not ascribe it to any peculiar circumwhen he failed in circumventing him, and was resolved to stance attending the large engines and wide gauge of the punish his treachery. “My good fellow” said he,
Great Western Railway. An express was dispatched a short now before the guager you dread so much, and I must do my time since from Liverpool to Birmingham, and its speed was duty, and seize upon the tobacco. However, it is but com
stated in the papers. One engine, with its tender, went from mon justice to punish the false-hearted traitor that sent you Liverpool, or rather from the top of the tunnel at Edge Hill, hither. Go back quickly, and say that he can have the lot at to Birmingham, in two hours and thirty-five minutes. But his own terms ; I shall follow close, and yield him the reward he had inquired into the circumstances of that trip, and it of his treachery. Act discreetly in this good work of biting appeared that the time the engine was actually in motion, the biter, and on the word of a gentleman I shall give you after deducting a variety of stoppages, was only one hour and ten pounds more."
fifty minutes in traversing ninety-seven miles. The feat on the Paddy was on his knees in a twinkling, his hands uplifted Great Western was performed on a dead level, while on the in the attitude of prayer, and his mouth opened, but totally Grand Junction the engine first encountered the Whiston in. unable between terror and delight to utter å syllable of cline, where the line rises 1 in 96 for a mile and a half; and thanks.
after passing Crewe, it encountered a plane of three miles to “Up, I say,” exclaimed the exciseman, “ up and be doing; the Madeley summit, rising 20 feet a mile, succeeded by ango earn your ten pounds, and have your sweet revenge on the other plane, for three miles more,' rising 30 feet a mile; yet thief that betrayed you.
with all these impediments it performed the ninety-seven Paddy rapidly retraced his steps, ejaculating as he went miles in one hour and fifty minutes, or 110 minutes; consealong, "o, the noble gintleman, may the Lord make a bed in quently the distance traversed in each minute was 97 divided Heaven for his sowl in glory! O, that chating, imposthor, by 110, or 52 10-11ths, nearly 53 miles an hour—a speed which, 'twas sinding the fox to mind the hins sure enough. O, high he confessed, if he had not evidence of it, he could scarcely hanging to him of a windy day !—the informer o'the world, have believed to be within the bounds of mechanical possibiI'll make him sup sorrow.'
lity. The engine which performed this feat had driving wheels Have you seen the gentleman I directed you to ?” said of 54 feet diameter ; their circumference would be 174 feet. Mr Pigtail.
Taking the speed at 53 miles an hour, it was within a very “ Arrah, sir dear, whin I came to the bridge an looked | minute fraction of 80 feet in a second of time. This was not about me, I thought that every roguish-looking fellow I met the greatest speed of the engine, but the average speed spread was the thief of a guager, an' thin afther standing a while, over 97 miles. and there could be little doubt that it must quite amplushed, with the botheration and the dread upon me, have exceeded sixty miles an hour during a considerable porI forgot yer friend's name, an' so kim back agin to ax it, if tion of the distance.” ye plase.' • You had better take the five pounds than venture again; the Creator, the contrivances to that end are so multitudinous
That man should be happy, is so evidently the intention of there's a guager in town, and your situation is somewhat dangerous.'
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ROSS CASTLE, KILLARNEY. We have heard some of our readers express surprise that we comes familiar, and from which he usually starts to enjoy all should not before this have taken notice, among our topo- the others. graphical collections, of some of the features of the far-famed In a historical and antiquarian point of view, however, Ross Lakes of Killarney; but the truth is, that those features, Castle is indeed one of the most interesting objects to be though of the highest beauty, are not, for the greater part, found in connection with the enchanting scenery of the lakes. such as wood-cut illustrations could adequately express ; and It is the time-worn fortress of their ancient chiefs, and its even those which are properly suited to the powers of the gra- presence connects the history of man in distant times with the ver have been in most instances already so often drawn and objects of eternal natural beauty by which it is surrounded, described, that it is now almost hopeless to expect to find either and imparts to them that delightful feeling or charm of romance any new points of view or historical incidents connected with which, exquisite as they are, they would necessarily want if them, which have not already been made familiar to the reading it were absent. public. Still, as our little weekly pennyworth is not intend- Ross Castle, as its present remains show, was similar in its ed exclusively for the wealthy and well informed, but even to plan and construction to most of those erected by the Irish a greater extent for those by whom more expensive publica- chiefs in the fifteenth and sixteenth centuries, and consisted tions are unattainable, it is right that we should occasionally of a lofty square tower or keep, to which were attached the notice subjects of popular interest, however familiar they may domestic offices, all which were surrounded by out-works have been already made to a portion of our readers ; and in enclosing an ample bawn, and flanked by small circular doing so, we trust that we shall be able to make them in towers at their angles. In its general character, therefore, some degree acceptable to all, by the fidelity of our draw. Ross Castle has no peculiar features worthy of notice; and its ings, or the occasional novelty of the facts with which we chief interest is derived from its situation, which is of the shali illustrate them.
most striking beauty, commanding the richest scenery of the We have chosen, accordingly, as the first of our Killarney lower lake, and its wooded isles, shores, and mountains. It is subjects, the old favourite Ross Castle ; not indeed as the best situated on the east shore of the lower lake, upon the or least backnied, but as properly that which should begin the narrow neck of the Ross or peninsula from which it derives its series, for it is the first with which the Killarney tourist be. I dame, and which, by an artificial cut through a morase, across which a small bridge is thrown, has been converted | not as a white but a black one. As this gentleman's account into an island. Neither the date of the erection of this castle of O'Donoghoe's visits is the most minute, as well as the nor the name of its founder has been preserved; but its earliest, that we have seen, we are tempted to give it in full. architectural style will not allow us to suppose it much older “ There lived in the largest island (for there are several than the early part of the fifteenth century, and history shows islands on the lake) many hundred years ago, a petty prince, that it was for a considerable period the residence of the named O'Donoghoe, who was lord of the whole lake, the surillustrious family of O'Donoghoe, hereditary chiefs of the ter- rounding shore, and a large district of neighbouring country. ritory called the Eoganacht, or Onaght of Lough Lein, or the He manifested, during his stay upon earth, great munificence; present lower lake of killarney.
great humanity, and great wisdom; for, by his profound The great antiquity and dignity of the family of O'Donoghoe knowledge in all the secret powers of nature, he wrought still lives in the popular legends of the people, and is abun- wonders as miraculous as any tradition has recorded of dantly proved, by the Irish annals and genealogies. In an saints by the aid of angels, or of sorcerers by the assistance inaugural ode which was recited by the poet Cathan O'Duin- of demons; and among many other most astonishing pernin at the inauguration of Teige the Generous O'Donoghoe, formances he rendered his person immortal. After having in 1320, and which is still preserved in the MS. library of continued a long time upon the surface of the globe without Trinity College, the pedigree of the O'Donoghoes, with growing old, he one day, at Ross Castle (the place where he their filiations, is given, through twenty-seven generations, most usually resided), took leave of his friends, and rising from Corc, the son of Lughaidh, King of Munster in 380, to from the floor, like some aërial existence, passed through the that time, and there is no reason to doubt its accuracy or window, shot away horizontally to a considerable distance historic truth. Our space will not permit us to enter at any from the castle, and then descended. The water unfolding length on the history of this illustrious family, but we may at his approach, gave him entrance down to the subaqueous observe, that its ancient rank is sufficiently proved by the regions, and then, to the inexpressible astonishment of all fact, as stated in the Annals of Inisfallin, that their ancestor beholders, closed over his head, as they believed, for ever : but Donnell, the son of Duvdavoran, was the second in command in this they were mistaken. of the Eugenian forces at the memorable battle of Clontarf, He returned again some years after, revisiting, not, like and that shortly after that conflict he contested the sovereignty Hamlet's ghost, “the glimpses of the moon making night of Desmond or South Munster with its king, and slew him hideous, but the radiance of the sun making day joyful, to in battle.
those at least who saw him: since which time he has conIn subsequent ages the family of O'Donoghoe split into three tinued to make very frequent expeditions to these upper great branches ; that of O'Donoghoe More, or the great, of regions, sometimes three or four in a year; but sometimes which Ross Castle became the residence; O'Donoghoe of the three or four years pass without his once appearing, which Glens; and O'Donoghoe of Lough Lein. Of these three fami- the bordering inhabitants have always looked on as a mark lies the first and last are supposed to be extinct, and are at of very bad times. least reduced to poverty; but that of the Glens is still re- It was feared this would be the third year he would presented by O'Donoghoe of Killarney, who is consequently the suffer to elapse without his once cheering their eyes with reputed chief of this illustrious family. By a happy chance, his presence : but at the latter end of last August he again very rare in Ireland, O'Donoghoe, who is as yet a minor, pos- appeared, to the inexpressible joy of all, and was seen by sesses a considerable portion of the estates of his ancestors numbers in the middle of the day. I had the curiosity, beof the Glens; but the property of the O'Donoghoe More, or fore I left Killarney, to visit one of the witnesses to this Ross, as well as that of the O'Donoghoe of Lough Lein, has been very marvellous fact. long in the possession of the noble house of Kenmare, of which The account she gives is, that returning with a kinswoman their ancestor Sir Valentine Brown made a purchase from to her house at the head of the lake, they both beheld a fine Donald M'Carty More Earl of Clancarthy, as early as the year gentleman, mounted upon a black horse, ascend through the 1588, it having been forfeited by Rory O'Donoghoe More some water with a numerous retinue on foot, who all moved time previously. These lands, as Dr Smith acquaints us, were together along the surface towards a small island, near which subsequently confirmed to the grandson of the first purchaser, they again descended under water. This account is conValentine, son of Nicholas Brown, by letters patent of King firmed, in time, place, and circumstances, by many more James I. which passed the seal May 12, 1612, and included spectators from the side of the lake, who are all ready to with others the entire country of Onaugh, alias Onaught swear, and not improbably to suffer death, in support of their O'Donoghoe More, in the county of Desmond, in which were testimony. contained the manor and lake of the Castle of Ross, with His approach is sometimes preceded by music inconceivdivers islands in Lough Lein, with all other his estate, con- ably harmonious ; sometimes by thunder inexpressibly loud; taining 82 quarters of land, amounting to 6560 acres, besides but oftenest without any warning whatsoever. He always rises the fishings belonging to the manor of Ross-I-Donoghoe, all through the surface of the lake, and generally amuses himwhich premises came to the family by immediate bargain and self upon it, but not constantly: for there is a farmer now grant from the Earl of Clancarthy, by the indenture before alive, who declares, as I am told, that riding one evening near mentioned. “ But,” as Smith adds, some question being the lower end of the lake, he was overtaken by a gentleman made of the validity of this grant from the crown, the king, who seemed under thirty years of age, very handsome in his by privy seal, dated at Greenwich, 28th May 1618, directed person, very sumptuous in his apparel, and very affable in his Sir Oliver St John, lord-deputy, to accept a surrender thereof conversation. After having travelled for some time together, from him [Valentine), and to re-grant the same to him in fee the nobleman (for such he judged him to be by his appearance) by a new patent, for clearing all doubt, and the better settle-observed, that as night was approaching, the town far off, ment of his estate."
and lodging not easy to be found, he should be welcome to But though the lands of O'Donoghoe More have passed take a bed that night at his house, which, he said, was not away from his race, he still retains possession of the waters : and, though dead himself corporeally, he still lives, and go- The invitation was readily accepted; they approached the verns spiritually in his ancient principality. If, reader, you lake together, and both their horses moved upon the surface doubt the truth of our statement, ask the people of the lakes, without sinking, to the infinite amazement of the farmer, who and they will at once remove your scepticism. They will tell thence perceived the stranger to be no less than the great you that he frequently appears to them on May-day, on a O'Donoghoe. They rode a considerable distance from shore, milk-white horse, gliding over the glassy lake to the sound of and then, descending into a delightful country under water, unearthly music, and attended by troops of spirits scattering lay that night in a house much larger in size and much more spring flowers. They differ, indeed, a good deal in their ac- richly furnished than even Lord Kenmare's at Killarney." counts of the appearance of their ancient lord. Derrick, in his With respect, however, to the colour of O'Donoghoe's horse, amusing Letters on Killarney, written in 1760, tells us that the prevailing belief seems now to be, that it is a white one, he was assured, when O'Donoghoe revisits his friends, which and this notion has been adopted by our national bard, is every May morning before sunrise, he is “attended by Moore, in his beautiful song called “O'Donoghoe's Mistress, an incredible number of followers, wrestling, hurling, and which, as he informs us, is founded on one among other stories playing football upon the surface of the lake, which affords connected with this legend of the lakes, and in which it is them as sure footing as the solid earth.”. And Derrick's said that there was a young and beautiful girl, whose imagi. friend, Mr Ockenden, whose letters descriptive of Killarney nation was so impressed with the idea of this visionary chief. are printed in the same volume, describes O'Donoghoe's borsel tain, that she fancied herself in love with him, and at last,