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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Ellen Duncan; And The Proctor's Daughter + The Works of William Carleton, Volume Two + +Author: William Carleton + +Illustrator: M. L. Flanery + +Release Date: June 7, 2005 [EBook #16008] +Last Updated: March 1, 2018 + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: UTF-8 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ELLEN DUNCAN *** + + + + +Produced by David Widger + + + + + +</pre> + <h1> + ELLEN DUNCAN + </h1> + <h3> + and + </h3> + <h1> + THE PROCTOR'S DAUGHTER + </h1> + <p> + <br /> <br /> + </p> + <h2> + By William Carleton + </h2> + <p> + <a name="linkimage-0001" id="linkimage-0001"> + <!-- IMG --> </a> + </p> + <div class="fig" style="width:80%"> + <img src="images/plate120.jpg" alt="Frontispiece " width="100%" /><br /> + </div> + <p> + <a name="linkimage-0002" id="linkimage-0002"> + <!-- IMG --> </a> + </p> + <div class="fig" style="width:80%"> + <img src="images/tilepage2.jpg" alt="Titlepage " width="100%" /><br /> + </div> + <p> + <br /> <br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <br /> <br /> + </p> + <h2> + CONTENTS + </h2> + <blockquote> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0001"> ELLEN DUNCAN </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#link2H_4_0002"> THE PROCTOR'S DAUGHTER </a> + </p> + <p> + <br /> <br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <br /> <br /> + </p> + <h2> + List of Illustrations + </h2> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#linkimage-0001"> Frontispiece </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#linkimage-0002"> Titlepage </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#linkimage-0003"> Page 120— One Long and Lingering Look + of Affection </a> + </p> + <p class="toc"> + <a href="#linkimage-0004"> Page 124— “Shame! Oh, for Shame!” + Were the First Exclamations </a> + </p> + </blockquote> + <p> + <br /> <br /> + </p> + <hr /> + <p> + <br /> <br /> <a name="link2H_4_0001" id="link2H_4_0001"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + ELLEN DUNCAN + </h2> + <p> + There are some griefs so deep and overwhelming, that even the best + exertions of friendship and sympathy are unequal to the task of soothing + or dispelling them. Such was the grief of Ellen Duncan, who was silently + weeping in her lone cottage on the borders of Clare—a county at that + time in a frightful state of anarchy and confusion. Owen Duncan, her + husband, at the period about which our tale commences, resided in the + cabin where he was born and reared, and to which, as well as a few acres + of land adjoining, he had succeeded on the death of his father. They had + not been long married, and never were husband and wife more attached. + About this time outrages began to be perpetrated; and soon increased + fearfully in number. Still Owen and Ellen lived happily, and without fear, + as they were too poor for the marauders to dream of getting much booty by + robbing; and their religion being known to be “the ould religion ov + all ov all,” in a warfare that was exclusively one of party, they + were more protected than otherwise. Owen never was particularly thrifty; + and as his means were small, was generally embarrassed, or rather somewhat + pinched in circumstances. Notwithstanding this, however, he was as happy + as a king; and according to his unlettered neighbors' artless praise, + “there wasn't a readier hand, nor an opener heart in the wide world—that's + iv he had id—but he hadn't an' more was the pity.” His entire + possessions consisted of the ground we have mentioned, most part of which + was so rocky as to be entirely useless—a cow, a couple of pigs, and + the “the uld cabin,” which consisted of four mud walls, + covered with thatch, in which was an opening, “to let in the + day-light, an' to let out the smoke.” In the interior there was no + division, or separate apartment, as the one room contained the cooking + materials, and all other necessaries, beside their bed, which was placed + close to the fire, and, of course, nearly under the opening in the roof. + If any one spqke to Owen about the chances of rain coming down to where + they slept, his universal answer was, “Shure we're naither shugar + nor salt, anyhow; an' a dhrop ov or a thrifle ov wind, was niver known to + do any body harm—barrin' it brought the typhus; but God's good, an' + ordhers all for the best.” Owen had been brought up in this way, and + so he could live by his labor, he never thought of needless luxuries; and + Ellen, seeing him contented, was so herself. + </p> + <p> + For some months previous to the time of which we write, Owen's affairs had + been gradually getting worse and worse; and it was with no pleasing + anticipations that he looked forward to his approaching rent day. His + uneasiness he studiously kept a secret from his wife, and worked away + seemingly with as much cheerfulness as ever, hoping for better days, and + <i>trusting in Providence!</i> However, when within a week of the time + that he expected a call from the agent, he found that with all his + industry he had been only able to muster five and twenty shillings, and + his rent was above five pounds. So, after a good deal of painful + deliberation, he thought of selling his single cow, thinking that by + redoubled exertion he might after a while be enabled to repurchase her; + forgetting, that before the cow was sold was really the time to make the + exertion. A circumstance that greatly damped his ardor in this design was + the idea of his wife's not acquiescing in it; and one evening, as they sat + together by the light of the wood and turf fire, he thus opened his mind— + </p> + <p> + “Ellen, asthore, its myself that's sorry I haven't a fine large + cabin, and a power o' money, to make you happier an' comfortabler than you + are.” + </p> + <p> + “Owen,” she interrupted, “don't you know I'm very happy? + an' didn't I often tell you, that it was the will of Providence that we + shud be poor'? So it's sinful to be wishin' for riches.” + </p> + <p> + “Bud, Ellen acushla, it's growi'n' worse wid us every day; an' I'm + afeard the trouble is goin' to come on us. You know how hard the master's + new agint is—how he sould Paddy Murphy's cow, an' turned him out, + bekase he couldn't pay his rint; an' I'm afeard I'll have to sell <i>Black + Bess</i>,' to prevint his doin' the same wid us.” + </p> + <p> + “Well, Owen agra, we mustn't murmur for our disthresses; so do + whatever you think right—times won't be always as they are now.” + </p> + <p> + “Bud, Ellen,” said he, “you're forgettin' how you'll + miss the dhrop ov milk, an' the bit of fresh butter, fur whin we part wid + the poor baste, you won't have even thim to comfort you.” + </p> + <p> + “Indeed, an' iv I do miss them, Owen,” she answered, “shure + it's no matther, considherin' the bein' turned out ov one's home into the + world. Remember the ould sayin' ov, 'out ov two evils always chuse the + laste;' an' so, darlint, jist do whatever you think is fur the best.” + </p> + <p> + After this conversation, it was agreed on by both that Owen should set out + the next day but one for the town, to try and dispose of the “cow, + the crathur;” and although poverty had begun to grind them a little, + still they had enough to eat, and slept tranquilly. However, it so + happened, that the very morning on which he had appointed to set out, <i>Black + Bess</i> was seized for a long arrear of a tax that had not been either + asked or paid there for some time, and driven off, with many others + belonging to his neighbors, to be sold. Now you must know, good reader, + that there is a feeling interwoven, as it were, in the Irish nature, that + will doggedly resist anything that it conceives in the slightest or most + remote degree oppressive or unjust; and that feeling then completely + usurped all others in Owen's mind. He went amongst his friends, and they + condoled with one another about their grievances; there was many a promise + exchanged, that they would stand by each other in their future resistance + to what they considered an unlawful impost. When the rent-day came, by + disposing of his two pigs, and by borrowing a little, he was enabled to + pay the full amount, and thus protract for some time the fear “ov + bein' turned out on the world.” + </p> + <p> + Some days after the whole country was in a tumult—Daly, “the + procthor,” was found murdered in the centre of the high road; and + there was no clue perceptible, by which the perpetrators of the crime + could be discovered. The very day before, Owen had borrowed the + game-keeper's gun, to go, as he said, to a wild, mountainous part of the + country to shoot hares; and from this circumstance, and his not having + returned the day after, a strong feeling of suspicion against him was in + the minds of most. In fact, on the very evening that we have represented + Ellen sitting in tears, the police had come to the cabin in search of him; + and their report to the magistrate was, that he had absconded. His wife + was in a miserable state of mind, and her whole soul was tortured with + conflicting emotions. Owen's long absence, as well as his borrowing the + gun, seemed to bespeak his guilt; and yet, when she recollected the + gentleness of his manner, and his hitherto blameless life, she could not + deem him so, no matter how circumstances seemed against him. But then, the + harrowing idea that it might be, came in to blast these newly formed + hopes, and her state of suspense was one of deep and acute misery. + </p> + <p> + She was sitting, as we have said, alone; the fire, that had consisted of + two or three sods of turf heaped upon the floor, had almost entirely gone + out; the stools and bosses were tossed negligently here and there; and the + appearance of the entire apartment was quite different from its usual neat + and tidy trim. Her head was bent a little, and her hands were clasped + tightly around her knees, while her body was swaying to and fro, as if the + agitation of her mind would not allow of its repose. Her eyes were dry, + but red from former weeping; and she was occasionally muttering, “No, + he can't be guilty”—“Owen commit a murdher!—It + must be an untruth!” and such like expressions. Gradually, as she + thus thought aloud, her motions became more rapid, and her cheeks were no + longer dry, while the light that entered through the open door becoming + suddenly shaded, she turned round, and raised her tearful eyes to question + the intruder. She sprang eagerly forward, and hung on his neck, (for it + was Owen himself,) while she! joyfully exclaimed— + </p> + <p> + “Oh, heaven be praised, yer come back at last, to give the lie to + all their reports, an' to prove yer innocence.” + </p> + <p> + “Ellen, my darlint,” he answered, “I knew you'd be glad + to get me back,” and he kissed! again and again her burning lips; + “but what do you mane, acushla?—What reports! do you spake ov, + an' ov what am I accused?” + </p> + <p> + “Oh, thin, Owen, I'm glad you didn't even hear ov id; an' the poliss + here searchin' the house to make you pres'ner. Shure, avick, Bill Daly, + the procthor, that sazed poor Black Bess, was murdhered the very mornin' + you wint to shoot the hares; an' on account ov yer borryin' the gun, an' + threatenin' him the day ov the sale, they said it was you that done id; + but I gev thim all the lie, fur I knew you wor innocent. Now, Owen, + ahagur, you look tired, sit down, an' I'll get you somethin' to ate. Och, + bud I'm 'glad that yer returned safe!” + </p> + <p> + The overjoyed wife soon heaped fresh turf on the fire, and partly blowing, + partly fanning it into a flame, hung a large iron pot I over it, from a + hook firmly fixed in the wall. While these preparations were going + forward, Owen laid aside his rough outside coat, and going to the door, + looked out, as if in irresolution. + </p> + <p> + “Ellen,” at length said he, turning suddenly round, “I'm + thinkin' that I'd betther go to the poliss barrack an' surrindher—or + rather, see what they have to say agin me; as I'm an innocent man, I've no + dhread; an' if I wait till they come an' take me, it'll look as iv I was + afeard.” + </p> + <p> + “Thrue for you, agra,” she answered; “bud it's time + enough yit a bit—no one knows ov yer bein' here. You look slaved, + an' had betther rest yerself, an' ate a pratee or two. I have no milk ov + my own to offer you now, but I'll go an' thry an' get a dhrop from a + neighbor.” + </p> + <p> + When Ellen returned with a little wooden noggin full, her husband was + sitting warming his hands over the fire; and it was then she recollected + that he had not brought back the gun with him; besides, when she cast a + glance at his clothes, they were all soiled with mud and clay, and torn in + many places. But these circumstances did not for a moment operate in her + mind against him, for she knew from the very manner of his first question, + and the innocence of his exclamation, that the accusations and suspicions + were all false. Even though he had not attempted to explain the cause of + his protracted absence, she felt conscious that it was not guilt, and + forbore to ask any question about it. It was he first opened the subject, + as they sat together over their frugal meal. + </p> + <p> + “Ellen,” said he, “sence I saw you last, I wint through + a dale ov hardship; an' I little thought, on my return, that I'd be + accused ov so black a crime.” + </p> + <p> + “Och, shure enough, Owen darlint; but I hope it 'ill be all for the + best. I little thought I'd see the day that you'd be suspected ov murdher.” + </p> + <p> + “Well, Ellen aroon, all's in it is, it can't be helped. Bud as I was + sayin'—whin I left this, I cut acrass by Sheemus Doyle's, an' so up + into the mountain, where I knew the hares were coorsin' about in plenty. I + shot two or three ov thim; an' as night began to fall, I was thinkin' ov + comin' home, whin I heerd the barkin' ov a dog a little farther up, in the + wild part, where I never ventured afore. I dunna what prompted me to folly + id bud, any how, I did, an' wint on farther an' farther. Well, Ellen agra, + I at last come to a deep valley, full up a'most of furze an' brambles, an' + I seen a black thing runnin' down the edge ov id. It was so far off, I + thought it was a hare, an' so I lets fly, an' it rowled over an' over. + Whin I dhrew near, what was it bud a purty black spaniel; an' you may be + shure I was sorry for shootin' it, an' makin' such a mistake. I lays down + the gun, an' takes id in my arms, an' the poor crathur licked the hand + that shot id. Thin suddenly there comes up three sthrange min, an' sazin' + me as if I wor a child, they carrid me down wid them, cursin' an' abusin' + me all the way. As they made me take a solemn oath not to revale what I + saw there, I can't tell you any more: but they thrated me badly, an' it + was only yestherday I escaped.” + </p> + <p> + “Well, Owen, ahagur, we ought to be thankful that you're back here + safe; bud do you think the magisthrate will be satisfied with this story—they + are always anxious to do justice, but they must be satisfied.” + </p> + <p> + “In throth, they are, machree: but shure I'll sware to id; an', + besides, you know, the raal murdherer may be discovered—for God + never lets it, ov all other crimes, go athout punishment. An' now I'll + just go to the barracks at onst, an' be out ov suspinse.” + </p> + <p> + Ere Duncan had concluded his sentence, the tramp of feet was heard + outside, and in a few seconds the cabin was full of armed men, who came to + take him prisoner. He had been seen entering his cabin; and they + immediately, as soon as they could muster a party, set out to make him + captive. As he was known to most of them, and did not make the slightest + attempt at resistance, they treated him gently, but bound his hands firmly + behind his back, and took every necessary precaution. Though Ellen, while + it seemed at a distance, had conversed calmly about his surrender, she was + violently agitated at the appearance of the armed force. She clung to her + husband's knees, and refused to part with him, wildly screaming, “He's + innocent! My husband's innocent!” and when all was prepared, she + walked by his side to the magistrate's house, (a distance of three miles,) + her choking sobs and burning tears attesting the violence of her + uncontrolled feelings. A short examination was gone through there; and the + circumstantial evidence that was adduced made the case look very serious. + One man positively swore, that he had seen Duncan pass by in the morning, + in the direction where the body was found, and that he was armed with a + gun. Another, that in about an hour afterwards he had heard a shot, but + supposed it was some person coursing, and that the report was just where + the body was found, and where Owen had been seen proceeding to. His only + cow having been seized by Daly, a threat that he was heard uttering, and + his absence from home, was duly commented on; and finally, he was + committed to prison to abide his trial at the Ennis Assizes. While all + this was going forward, Ellen's emotions were most agonizing. She stared + wildly at the magistrate and the two witnesses; and as the evidence was + proceeded with, she sometimes hastily put back her hair, as if she thought + she was under the influence of a dream. But when his final committal was + made out, and her mind glanced rapidly at the concurrent testimony, and + the danger of Owen, she rushed forward, and flinging her arms round him, + wildly exclaimed— + </p> + <p> + “They shan't part us—they shan't tear us asunder! No, no, + Owen, I will go wid you to preson! Oh, is id come to this wid us?—You + to be dhragged from home, accused of murdher—and I—I—Father + of marcies, keep me in my sinses—I'm goin' mad—wild, wild mad!” + </p> + <p> + “Ellen!” said Owen, gently unwinding her arms, and kissing her + forehead, while a scalding tear fell from his eye on her cheek—“Ellen, + asthore machree! don't be overcome. There's a good girl, dhry yer eyes. + That God that knows I'm guiltless, 'ill bring me safe through all. May his + blessin' be on you, my poor colleen, till we meet agin! You know you can + come an' see me. Heaven purtect you, Ellen, alanna!—Heaven purtect + you!” + </p> + <p> + When he was finally removed, she seemed to lose all power, and but for the + arm of a bystander would have fallen to the ground. It was not without + assistance that she was at length enabled to reach her cabin. + </p> + <p> + It is strange how man's feelings and powers are swayed by outward + circumstances, and how his pride and strength may be entirely overcome by + disheartening appearances! So it was with Owen: although constantly + visited in prison by his faithful wife—although conscious of his own + innocence—and although daily receiving assurances of hope from a + numerous circle of friends—yet still his spirit drooped; the gloom + of imprisonment, the idea of danger, the ignominy of public execution and + all the horrors of innocent conviction, gradually wore away his mental + strength; and when the assize time approached, he was but a thin shadow of + the former bluff, healthy Owen Duncan. In so short a time as this, can + care and harrowing thought exercise its influence on the human frame! + </p> + <p> + Never was there a finer or more heavenly morning than that which ushered + in the day of trial. The court-house was crowded to suffocation, the mob + outside fearfully numerous, and never before, perhaps, was Ennis in such a + state of feverish excitement. Daly's murder was as nought in the minds of + all, in comparison with Duncan's accusation. Alas! the former was an + occurrence of too frequent repetition, to be very much thought of; but the + latter—namely, Owen's being suspected—was a subject of the + extremest wonder. His former high character—his sobriety—his + quietness, and his being a native of the town, in some measure accounted + for this latter feeling; and there was an inward conviction in most men's + minds, that he was guiltless of the crime for which he was accused. + Although the court-house was crowded, yet when the prisoner was called to + the bar, a pin could be heard to drop in any part of the place. There was + a single female figure leaning on the arm of an aged and silver-haired, + though hale and healthy countryman, within a few feet of the dock; and as + the prisoner advanced, and laying his hand on the iron railing, confronted + the judges and the court, she slowly raised the hood of the cloak, in + which she was completely muffled, and gazed long and earnestly on his + face. There was in that wistful look, a fear—a hope—an undying + tenderness; and when his eye met hers, there was a proud, yet soft and + warm expression in its glance, that reassured her sinking heart. As she + looked round on the court, and the many strange faces, and all the + striking paraphernalia of justice, a slight shudder crept silently over + her frame, and she clung closer to her companion, as if to ask for all the + protection he could afford. It was Ellen and her father who came, the + former summoned as a witness, and the latter to accompany and support the + daughter of his aged heart. + </p> + <p> + Duncan was arraigned: and on being asked the usual question of “guilty, + or not guilty?” he answered in a clear, calm voice, “Not + guilty, my Lord!” and the trial proceeded. The same evidence that + was given at the magistrate's house was a second time repeated; and, + evidently, its train of circumstances made a deep impression on the court. + While the first part of the examination was going forward, Ellen remained + as motionless as a statue, scarcely daring to move or breathe; but when + the depositions went more and more against Owen, her respirations became + quick, short, and gaspish; and when the crier desired her to get up on the + table, it was with difficulty that she obeyed him. When seated, she gazed + timidly round on the crowd of counsellors and the judges, as though to + bespeak their sympathy; but then, not meeting a single glance from which + to glean even the shadow of hope, she covered her face with her hands. A + moment or two elapsed, and she grew more assured, and the counsel for the + Crown proceeded with the examination. + </p> + <p> + “Ellen Duncan, is not that your name?” was the first question. + </p> + <p> + “It is, Sir,” she shrinkingly answered, without raising her + eyes. + </p> + <p> + “Do you know the prisoner at the bar?” + </p> + <p> + “Do I know the pres'ner at the bar?” she reiterated; “do + I know Owen Duncan? Shure, isn't he my husband?” + </p> + <p> + “Do you recollect the night of the twenty-first of September?” + </p> + <p> + “I do, Sir.” + </p> + <p> + “Can you swear to whether your husband was at home on that night or + not?” + </p> + <p> + Her voice faltered a little as she answered in the negative; and on the + presiding judge repeating the question, with the addition of, “Did + he return at all next day?” it seemed as if she first thought that + her answers might criminate him still farther, and clasping her I hands + convulsively together, and raising her face to the bench, while the + scalding tears chased each other down her sunken cheek, she passionately + exclaimed— + </p> + <p> + “Oh, for the love of heaven, don't ask me any thing that 'ill be + worse for him! Don't, counsellor jewel, don't! don't ask me to swear any + thing that 'ill do him harm; for I can't know what I'm sayin' now, as the + heart within me is growin' wake.” + </p> + <p> + After a few cheering expressions from the bench, who evidently were much + moved by her simply energetic language and action, she was asked whether + she could tell the Court where her husband spent that and the following + nights; and with all the eagerness that an instantaneously formed idea of + serving him could give, she answered— + </p> + <p> + “Oh, yis! yis! my Lord, I can. He was in the mountains shootin' wid + Phil Doran's gun, an' he was sazed by some men, that made him stop wid + thim, an' take an oath not to revale who they wor, an' they thrated him + badly; so afther three days he made his escape, and come home to the + cabin, whin he was taken by the poliss.” + </p> + <p> + “One word more, an' you may go down—What was done with that + gun?” + </p> + <p> + The judge's hard and unmoved tone of voice seemed to bring misgiving to + her mind, and she trembled from head to foot as she falteringly answered— + </p> + <p> + “The wild boys of the mountain kep' it, my Lord, an' so he couldn't + bring id home wid him. But, indeed, my Lord, indeed he's innocent—I'll + swear he never done it! Fur, oh! iv you knew the tindherness ov his heart—he + that niver hurt a fly! Don't be hard on him for the love ov mercy, an' + I'll pray for you night an' day.” + </p> + <p> + This was the last question she was asked, and having left the table, and + regained her former position by her father's side, she listened with + moveless, motionless intensity to the judge's “charge.” He + recapitulated the evidence—dwelt on the strong circumstances that + seemed to bespeak his guilt—spoke of the mournful increase of crime—of + laws, and life, and property being at stake—and finally closed his + address with a sentence expressive of the extreme improbability of the + prisoner's defence; for he, on being asked if he had any thing further to + say, replied in the negative, only asserting, in the most solemn manner, + his innocence of the charge. + </p> + <p> + The jury retired, and Ellen's hard, short breathings, alone told that she + existed. Her head was thrown back, her lips apart, and slightly quivering, + and her eyes fixedly gazing on the empty box, with an anxious and wild + stare of hope and suspense. Owen's face was very pale, and his lips livid—there + was the slightest perceptible emotion about the muscles of his mouth, but + his eye quailed not, and his broad brow had the impress of an unquenched + spirit as firmly fixed as ever on its marble front. A quarter of an hour + elapsed, and still the same agonizing suspense—another, and the jury + returned not—five minutes, and they reentered. Ellen's heart, beat + as if it would burst her bosom; and Owen's pale cheek became a little more + flushed, and his eye full of anxiety. The foreman in a measured, + feelingless tone pronounced the word “Guilty!” and a thrill of + horror passed through the entire court, while that sickness which agonizes + the very depths of the soul convulsed Owen's face with a momentary spasm, + and he faltered “God's will be done.” The judge slowly drew on + the black cap, and still Ellen moved not—it seemed as if the very + blood within her veins was frozen, and that her life's pulses no more + could execute their functions. No man, however brave or hardened, can view + the near approach of certain death, and be unmoved; and as that old man, + in tremulous tones, uttered the dread fiat of his fate, Owen's eyes seemed + actually to sink within his head—the veins of his brow swelled and + grew black, and his hands grasped the iron rail that surrounded the dock, + as though he would force his fingers through it. When all was over, and + the fearful cap drawn off, Ellen seemed only then to awake to + consciousness. Her eyes slowly opened to their fullest extent—their + expression of despair was absolutely frightful—a low, gurgling, + half-choking sob forced itself from between her lips, and ere a hand could + be outstretched to save her, she fell, as if quickly dashed to the ground + by no mortal power—her piercing shriek of agony ringing through the + court-house, with a fearful, prolonged cadence. + </p> + <p> + Evening approached, and the busy crowd of idlers had passed away, some to + brood over what they had seen, and others to forget, in the bustle of + life, that there were woes and miseries in the hearts of their + fellow-beings. Owen was remanded to prison, as his execution was not to + take place till the commission was over, thus giving him more than a week + to prepare for that final doom. The light that struggled through the bars + of his cell rested fully on the stooping figure of his wife, as she bent + over the rude bed on which he lay; and her hot tears fell fast down her + cheeks, as she thought how soon they were doomed to part for ever. Hope + was not, however, entirely dead within her, for the jury had strongly + recommended him to mercy; and ignorant as she was of forms and ceremonies—helpless + as a lone woman in misfortune always is—she had determined on going + to Dublin, to kneel at the feet of the Lord Lieutenant—then the + proud and whimsical Duke of ———, and there to solicit + his pardon. Having hesitated for some time as to the manner in which she + should break it to him, and ask his advice, she thus began— + </p> + <p> + “Owen, dear Owen! do you know what I've been thinkin' ov, an' where + I've been thinkin' ov goin'?” + </p> + <p> + <a name="linkimage-0003" id="linkimage-0003"> + <!-- IMG --> </a> + </p> + <div class="fig" style="width:80%"> + <img src="images/plate120.jpg" + alt="Page 120-- One Long and Lingering Look of Affection " width="100%" /><br /> + </div> + <p> + There was no answer returned for some time, and on looking at him more + earnestly, she was astonished to find that he had sank into a profound + slumber. “Guilt,” thought she, “is not there!” and + her resolution was taken instantly—she would not wake him—she + would not let him know her purpose—and if she succeeded, her eyes + flashed through her tears at the anticipation of his rapturous surprise. + Stooping lower, she gently pressed her lips to his; and kneeling beside + his bed, poured forth a short but fervent prayer to Him in whom alone we + can put our trust—“In whose hand is the soul of every + living-thing, and the breath of all mankind”—“Who + preserveth not the life of the wicked, but giveth right to the poor.” + There was something exceedingly and touchingly beautiful in the attitude + of that young wife—her hands clasped, her lips moving with her + prayer, like rose-leaves with the evening breeze, and her upturned face, + with its holy and deep religious expression. Having concluded her fervent + petition, she noiselessly arose, and giving her sleeping husband one long + and lingering look of affection, that death could not estrange, she + silently glided from the cell. + </p> + <p> + On the third night from the events which we have narrated, a poor woman + was observed wending her toilsome way through the streets of the + metropolis. Her appearance bespoke fatigue and long travel; and as she + neared the Upper Castle gate, she had to lean against the railing for + support. The lamps were lighted, carriages rolling to and fro, and all the + buzz of life was ringing in her ears; but, oh! from the expression of pain + and suffering in her face, and the shrinking with which she surveyed the + sentinels pacing up and down, it was evident that her mind but little + accorded with the scenes by which she was surrounded. She slowly and + fearfully entered the wide court-yard—a flood of light was streaming + from the windows of the vice-regal dwelling, and a crowd of idlers stood + around about, viewing the entrance of the visitors, for it appeared as if + there were a revel of some kind going on. Ellen's heart sank within her, + as she heard the carriages rolling and dashing across the pavement, for + she felt that amid the bustle of company and splendor her poor appeal + might be entirely unnoticed. As she waited, she saw several of the persons + assembled thrust; rudely back by the soldiers that were on guard, and when + she advanced a step or two for the purpose of entering, a brute in human + shaped pushed her with a blow of the end of his musket back against the + pillar. He was about to repeat his violence, when the poor creature fell + on her knees before him and screamed— + </p> + <p> + “Sojer darlin', don't stop me! I'm only goin' in to plade fur my + husband's life, an shure you wont prevent me? I've traveled many a wairy + mile to get here in time; an' oh! fur marcy's sake let me pass.” + </p> + <p> + At this moment the carriage of the eccentric and beautiful Lady ———, + one of the wildest, strangest, and best-hearted females of the Irish + Court, set down its lovely burden. She had seen the whole transaction of + the sentinel, and heard Ellen's pathetic appeal, and her heart was + instantly moved in her favor, for the example of fashion had not yet + frozen up its finer feelings. Partly through the workings of a softened + heart, and partly to make what was then all the rage, a scene or + sensation, she resolved instantly to get her admitted to the presence of + the Duke—nay, to present her herself. She was well known to be a + favorite, and whatever whim of hers took place, no matter how extravagant, + was sure to meet his hearty concurrence. She desired Ellen to rise and + follow her; and the poor creature's eyes streamed with tears as she + invoked a fervent blessing on the head of her lovely protectress. While + passing up the grand staircase, amid the wondering gaze and suppressed + titter of many a pampered menial, she instructed her how to proceed; and + having received a hasty account of all, and desired her not to be + faint-hearted, she turned to the simpering master of ceremonies to tell + him of her “dear delightful freak;” there was a glad smile on + her lip, and a glowing crimson on her cheek, but still there was a + glistening moisture in her fine eyes, that told of soft and womanish + feeling. + </p> + <p> + The Duke was sitting on a chair of crimson velvet; a cushion of the same + costly material supported his feet; and he was looking with an appearance + of apathy and ennui on the splendid group around him. The glitter of the + lights, the lustre of the jewels, and the graceful waving of the + many-colored plumes, gave every thing a courtly, sumptuous appearance, and + the air was heavy with odors, the fragrant offering of many a costly + exotic. Suddenly every eye was turned on the door with, wonder and + astonishment, and every voice was hushed as Lady ——— + entered, her cheeks blushing from excitement, and her eye bright with + anticipated triumph. She led the poor and humbly clad Ellen by the hand, + who dared not look up, but with her gaze riveted on the splendid carpet, + was brought like an automaton to the feet of the Duke, where she + mechanically knelt down. + </p> + <p> + “Will yer Excillincy be plazed,” began Lady ———, + playfully mimicking the brogue, “to hear this poor crathur's + complaint. Her husband has been condimned to die for a murdher he didn't + commit by no manner ov manes, as the sayin' is; an' as there was a sthrong + recommindation to marcy, if you'll grant him a reprieve, you'll have all + our prayers, and (in an under tone) your Excillincy knows you want thim?” + </p> + <p> + The Duke seemed a little bewildered, as if he could not make out what it + meant, and the glittering crowd now surrounded the group; when Ellen, who + had ventured to look timidly up, conceived that the Duke hesitated about + the pardon, (poor creature! she little knew that he had not even heard of + Owen's trial,) eagerly grasped the drapery of his chair, and while the big + tears rolled from beneath her eyelids, exclaimed— + </p> + <p> + “Oh! may the great and just Providence, that sees the workin' ov all + our hearts, pour a blessin' on yer Lordship's head—may His holy + grace be wid you for iver an' iver, an' do listen to my prayers! My + husband is innocent—an' oh! as you hope for marcy at thee last day, + be merciful now him.” + </p> + <p> + “Lady ———,” said the Duke, “what is + the meaning of all this—will you explain?” + </p> + <p> + “Your Excellency,” answered she, in the natural sweet pathos + of her tones, “it is a poor man who has been condemned to die on + circumstantial evidence. He has been strongly recommended to mercy, and + this, weeping female is his wife, I found her outside praying for + admission, and have brought her hither. She has traveled mostly on foot + upwards of ninety miles to I ask a pardon; and I trust you will not refuse + a reprieve, till your Grace has time to; inquire into the circumstance. + 'This is the head and front of my offending.'” + </p> + <p> + “May heaven bless yer Ladyship,” burst from the depths of + Ellen's grateful heart, “fur befriendin' thim that had no support + but his gracious marcy.” + </p> + <p> + Lady ———'s suit was eagerly seconded by many a fair + creature, who thronged around; and the Duke smiled, as he answered, + </p> + <p> + “Well, well! one could not refuse so many fair beseechers, so we + will order him to be reprieved. And there, now, let the poor woman be + removed.” + </p> + <p> + Ellen's heart was light, and her eye was glad, and her very inmost soul + was thankful to the Omnipotent, as she that night rested for a. few hours, + ere she set out on her return; and Lady ———, as she + pressed her costly pillow, felt a fuller sense of happiness in being + useful to her fellow-creature than ever she experienced before. Oh! that + all the wealthy and in power were incited by similar feelings. The + remainder of our simple tale is soon told. The reprieve arrived—the + sentence was changed to banishment—and the very day appointed for + Owen's death was that of his wife's successful return. One week previous + to the embarkation of those sentenced to transportation, a man was to be + executed for sheep-stealing. On the drop he confessed his guilt, and that + he, and not Duncan, was the murderer of Daly. Owen was immediately + released, and a subscription raised for him, with which, as well as with a + weighty purse presented to Ellen by Lady ———, he took a + comfortable farm, and rebought “Black Bess.” + </p> + <p> + <a name="link2H_4_0002" id="link2H_4_0002"> + <!-- H2 anchor --> </a> + </p> + <div style="height: 4em;"> + <br /><br /><br /><br /> + </div> + <h2> + THE PROCTOR'S DAUGHTER + </h2> + <p> + “Huroo! at id agin. Success, Briney. Ha! take that, you ould dust. + Will you bewitch our cattle now, Nanny? Whoo—ha, ha, ha!—at id + agin, boys—that's your sort.” + </p> + <p> + Such were a few of the explosives of mingled fun and devilment that + proceeded from a group of ragged urchins, who were busily employed in + pelting with hard mud, sods and other missiles, an old and decrepit woman, + whose gray hair and infirmities ought to have been her protection, but + whose reputation as an evil disposed witch proved quite the contrary. + Nanny, for such was her name, was leaning, or rather sitting, against a + bank at the road side, shaking occasionally her crutch at her tormentors, + and muttering a heavy curse as missile after missile fell thickly around + her. The shouts of laughter proceeding from the annoying children, as she + tried in vain to rise, and impotently threatened, made her imprecations + come doubly bitter; but her eye was never wet, nor did she once even by a + look appeal to their pity. Her figure was bent with age, and her shaking + hands brown and fleshless—her hair was gray and wiry, and escaped + from beneath her cap, in short, thin, tangled masses—her eyes were + dark and deep set, and her lips and mouth had fallen in as her teeth had + gradually decayed. She was clad in a russet gown, much the worse for the + wear, and a scarlet cloak, or rather a cloak that had once been scarlet, + but was now completely faded from its original color. It had been broken + here and there, but was pieced with different colored cloths, so as to + appear a motley and strange garment; and her bony feet were bare and + unprotected. Nanny, from different circumstances, was unanimously elected + the witch or bugbear of the village; and though the brats were then so + busy annoying her, at night, or in a lonesome place, they would fly like + lightning even at her approach; and some of them actually trembled while + shouting, though they did not like to exhibit their fear to their + companions. In the first place, she lived completely alone in a hovel on + the mountain side, where, save heath, rock, and fern, there was not a + single thing on which the eye could rest; then, no one knew from whence + she came, and lights were frequently seen shining through her unglazed + windows at hours when spirits were supposed to be abroad; besides, more + than once a group of dark figures had been observed standing at twilight + near her door, and were always set down as ministering demons, awaiting + the pleasure of their mistress. Whenever a cow ceased giving milk—whenever + a lamb or pig got any disease and died—it was unanimously attributed + to the spite and venom of “Nanny the witch;” in fact, no human + being could be viewed, with more mingled feelings of fear and hate than + she was by all the inhabitants of the village. The boys still continued + their unfeeling attack; and she now was silent and gloomy, and did not + menace nor even mutter a curse, but her firmness had not left her, for her + brow was darkly bent, and her small black eyes emitted a flash of wild + though concentrated anger and revenge. Nor did those who passed from time + to time, by word or gesture discourage the young urchins from their + attack; sometimes they even stood looking complacently on, wondering at + the reckless courage of the boys, as they would not for worlds dare to + rise a hand against one so very powerful. Suddenly a louder whoop than any + they had yet given, told that they had just invented some new mode of + annoyance, and a short, hard-featured, red-headed boy, whom they called + Briney, ran whooping and hallooing towards them, bearing a large hairy + cap, which he triumphantly declared was full of rotten eggs—those + delicious affairs which smash so delightfully off an unprotected face, and + which used to be in great demand when pillories were in fashion. + </p> + <p> + “I must have first shot!” roared Briney, as he placed his + burden down in the midst, and seized one of the eggs it contained. + </p> + <p> + “Sorra a bit, Briney!” screamed another, striding before him—“I've + a betther aim nor you.” + </p> + <p> + “You a betther aim!” scornfully retorted he; “thry id:” + and his hand was upraised in the act of pelting, but was as suddenly + stopped and withheld, as a pretty, tiny, fair-haired child, tripped + forward from an opposite stile; and perceiving what was going on, ran + quickly to the old woman, and laying down a pitcher that she bore, stood + before her, facing the crowd of boys, her mild, soft blue eye flashing + displeasure, and her cheeks flushed with a deep pink suffusion. + </p> + <p> + <a name="linkimage-0004" id="linkimage-0004"> + <!-- IMG --> </a> + </p> + <div class="fig" style="width:80%"> + <img src="images/plate124.jpg" + alt="Page 124-- 'shame! Oh, for Shame!' Were the First Exclamations " + width="100%" /><br /> + </div> + <p> + “Shame! oh, for shame!” were the first exclamations that + escaped her, and her sweet voice trembled with anger. + </p> + <p> + “Bedad, it's purty Minny herself, sure enough!” muttered one + urchin to another, as they hesitated what to do, each evidently unwilling + to encounter the reproaches they were sure of receiving; and one or two + scampered off the instant she spoke. + </p> + <p> + Then turning round to the old woman, and perceiving that her lips looked + dry and parched, she ran to the pitcher, and lifting it to her mouth with + much softness and compassion, exclaimed, + </p> + <p> + “Poor Nanny, you look dhry, an' here's some wather. Take a little + sup, an' it 'ill revive you! Oh; if I wor here a little bit sooner.” + </p> + <p> + Nanny raised her eyes to thank her, and did as she requested; and it was + indeed a touching thing to see that child in all the budding beauty of + infancy, attending so anxiously on the withered female, whose name was + seldom pronounced without dread or malediction. The urchins looked on for + some time with open mouths and staring eyes; and then, headed by Briney, + giving a farewell shout, to show they were not entirely disconcerted, + bravely took to their heels. + </p> + <p> + “May the blessins ov the poor and persecuted folly on yer path, my + purty child!” gratefully exclaimed the old woman, as her eyes rested + on the cherub face and infantine figure of her protectress, and they now + were dewy and wet with tears. + </p> + <p> + “Shall I help you to rise, Nanny?” asked she, her little heart + dancing with pleasure at hearing the fervent wish: “iv you like to + go home, an' you think me sthrong enough, I'll help you on!” + </p> + <p> + “From my heart I thank you, my purty golden haired child,” + said the old woman, as with her assistance she at length stood up; “bud + you seem to know who I am, and I wondher yer not afeard ov me. Minny, I + think they called you—who is the happy father ov my little darlin'?” + </p> + <p> + “I'm Minny Whelan,” gently answered the little girl; upon + which Nanny shrunk hastily back, and a fearful change overspread her + features. + </p> + <p> + “Minny Whelan!—you the proctor's daughter? Those smiling lips—those + tinder, soft eyes—that rich yellow hair—an' that warm an' + feelin' heart, Minny Whelan's. Oh, it can't, it mustn't be—I won't + believe id!” + </p> + <p> + The little girl laughed, although wonder lurked in her eye, and repeated + innocently, + </p> + <p> + “Sure enough, I am the procthor's daughter: bud you don't hate me + for id—do you? + </p> + <p> + “Come close to me, child, till I look upon you,” said Nanny, + in a cold and altered tone of voice; and then, as Minny fearlessly + advanced, she laid her aged hands on her head, and pushing back the + profusion of her curling hair, looked long and anxiously on her. A hot + tear fell upon the child's forehead as she withdrew her hand; and in a + broken, voice the old woman exclaimed, + </p> + <p> + “You are—you are indeed his child; bud have naither his black + look, nor his hard an' baneful heart—so—so—I cannot hate + you! For years I've never met with kindness, till you wor kind. Minny, + heaven 'ill reward; you for id; an' may its blessin' be wid you, is the + prayer ov your father's bittherest foe!” + </p> + <p> + At this the child hesitated for an instant, as if she did not comprehend + the latter part of Nanny's sentence; and then innocently taking her hand, + she looked up to her face and said— + </p> + <p> + “Bud maybe yer too tired to go home now all the ways, Nanny, so iv + you'll come home wid me, I'm sure my father won't be angry, an' will”— + </p> + <p> + “Go home wid you!” wildly reiterated the old woman, her eyes + blazing so fearfully, that the child shrunk instinctively back—“crass + your father's flure!—inther the man's house who sint my son—my + only son!—my heart's blood!—from his native land, wid disgrace + upon his name, and the heavy hand ov power crushin' him to the earth! + Never!—these eyes, that once could laugh wid happiness, will burn in + their sockets first, and this withered heart, once so warm and joyful, + will burst afore I ever think ov id!” + </p> + <p> + “Nanny,” tremblingly said Minny, “you spake so wild you + make me afeard—I hope I haven't done anything to vex you!” + </p> + <p> + “You! Oh! no, no—you force me to love you! I couldn't hate + you, although yer father—bud no matther. Minny, good bye—may + the Almighty guard you.” + </p> + <p> + The day passed away as Summer days are wont, in softness and languor, and + the sun descended in gold and crimson, leaving a bright halo in the west + to mark his resting place. Night came on serene and still, and the quiet + moon ascended her heavenly throne, while the refreshing dews fell upon the + flowers, whose leaves opened to receive them, parched, as they were with + the burning lustre of the mid-day sun. Midnight had already passed; and + all was as silent as if no living or created thing existed upon the earth + to mar its splendid beauty with the wild indulgence of its fiercer + passions. A strong light was gleaming from the interior of Nanny's cabin, + which we have already said was situated on the mountain side; and the + noisy sounds of revelry were heard proceeding from within. Could any of + the superstitious have summoned courage to approach sufficiently near, and + listen for a moment, the idea of spirits would soon be dissipated in the + bluff, hoarse voices which were laughing and grumbling, and singing, + sometimes alternately, and sometimes all together. But we had better + introduce the reader to the interior, and then he will be a better judge + of the nature of the orgies carried on. + </p> + <p> + The cabin consisted of but one small apartment, in the centre of which + blazed a, huge fire (summer though it was) of dried peat. The smoke sought + egress where it might, but still left a sufficient canopy over the heads + of the occupants, as completely to hide the dingy and charred rafters, and + did not seem in the slightest degree to annoy the optical powers of any + one, so accustomed where they to this kind of atmosphere. Round this fire + about ten were seated or squatted down, and were all at the time busily + employed in some noisy and apparently angry disputation. However, this did + not prevent the bottle from being freely passed amongst them; and so + cordial were they in embracing it, that Nanny, who sat a little apart, was + often called on to replenish it with mountain-dew. On a table or dresser + that stood by the wall, were three or four large pistols, besides an old + sword or two, and a few rusted bayonets: piled against it were two large + muskets, evidently kept with more care than the rest of the arms, for they + were brightly polished, and looked even new. A couple of powder-horns, a + tin box containing shot and bullets, and a large iron mallet, used in + breaking open doors, completed the array, which could leave no doubt as to + the men who occupied the cabin. + </p> + <p> + “Come, Nanny acushla, give us another dhrop of that you gev us last,” + exclaimed one, whose rolling eyes gave token, of approaching intoxication; + “you're not used to be sparin', an' considherin' the way you get id, + needn't be so—eh? Dick, what do you say to another drink?” + </p> + <p> + “Game to the last,” answered the man addressed—“never + refuse id.” + </p> + <p> + “Why, Nanny,” observed a low but muscularly formed man, who + seemed from his manner to exercise some slight command amongst his + associates, “what's the matther wid you to-night? Sure we're goin' + to do what you've long been axin' us, an' what you first gev us lave to + meet here for—an' by doin' so we've got the fame of bein' not quite + right. The villain of a procthor that suit poor Bob off afore he could + look about him, 'ill resave his pay to-night, anyhow. What say you, boys?” + </p> + <p> + “No doubt ov it!—All right!—Whoo! sartinly!” they + grumbled and shouted in reply; and then, the whiskey having been brought, + the health of Nanny's absent son, and their companion, was loudly proposed + and drank. + </p> + <p> + “I say, Dick,” hiccupped the first speaker, who now began to + wax drunk, “what is your op—op—opinion should, we do to + ould Whelan? You know, I'm (hiccup) not natherally crule, bud suppose + (hiccup) we jist cut the ears off the baste, an' (hiccup) lave him hard ov + hearin' for the rest ov his life!” + </p> + <p> + “I'm not the man to disagree wid a rasonable iday,” ironically + answered Dick. + </p> + <p> + “What do you say to that, my ould (hiccup) woman?” again asked + he, addressing Nanny, who had drawn near to listen; “suppose we + sarve him that-a-way, will you be (hiccup) satisfied; or maybe you'd + sooner we'd prevint his bein' annoyed wid a cough by (hiccup) cuttin' his + informin' throat!” + </p> + <p> + While he spoke, an indescribable expression lighted up the old woman's + eye, and she stood a moment, as if a struggle was going on between + long-brooded-over revenge and some newly awakened sympathy. The rest of + the men were busy with other schemes, and did not even hear the last + conversation, for they had before agreed to pay Whelan a visit that night, + and Nanny had eagerly entered into their intentions; for she had an only + son, who, being wild and dissipated, had got connected with the very gang + at present in her cabin, and through Whelan's means (he having informed + against him) was transported. An Irish mother soon looks upon the faults + of a darling child with levity: and when he was torn from her arms, in the + madness of grief she had vowed vengeance against Whelan; and though he + soon after removed to where he then was, she followed him, and took up her + residence on the mountain, where, as she was a stranger, and had no + apparent means of living, a report of her communion with evil spirits was + soon spread abroad. This she rather encouraged than otherwise, by the + advice of the men whom she fixed on as the completers of her revenge, and + by such means the lights and nightly noises were placed to the account of + anything but their real cause. + </p> + <p> + She had endured many griefs, and many mortifications, from her reputation + as a witch, but met every thing in that way with patience, as the dream of + her soul was revenge, and that dream by such means alone could be + realized. However, when on the very point of its completion, one of those + sudden and mysterious changes which often takes place in the human mind + made her waver in her purpose; and the child of her intended victim having + behaved so tenderly and so kindly when all the rest hooted at and + tormented her, made her fervently wish that she could turn the fierce men + around her from that fell purpose which she herself had nourished till it + grew into a fixed, and, she dreaded, an unalterable determination. + </p> + <p> + “Hadn't yez betther wait,” she tremblingly began, scarcely + knowing what she was about to propose—“another night 'ill do + as well for Whelan.” + </p> + <p> + “How's this,” interrupted one of them, “Nanny, you + growing lukewarm!—you proposin' another night—are you + beginnin' to be afeard we'll be hindhered from payin' him off, or are you + repentin' yer former anxious desire?” + </p> + <p> + “No—no!” hastily answered she, dreading lest they should + discover her feelings, as she well knew that many amongst them had revenge + to be gratified as well as herself; “I don't repine as regards him, + bud—bud—his daughter—poor little Manny—the purty + goolden-haired child!—I wouldn't like any thing 'ud harm her, an' + I'm afeard ov her bein' hurted—that's all.” + </p> + <p> + “He did not feel so six years ago,” said a deep voice at her + elbow, “whin yer only son was sint off from home an' counthry + through his manes!” + </p> + <p> + Nanny started, she knew not why, at the tones of the speaker, and turned + round to look closer at him; but his back was towards her, and a large + loose coat prevented all recognition of his person; besides, bringing an + occasional newly enrolled stranger there, was a common circumstance, so + she soon forgot the momentary surprise she had met in her anxiety about + their intention. + </p> + <p> + “He is a brute—his heart is harder nor steel, an' he must be + punished,” said another, whose bent brow and flashing black eye + spoke of malignity and crime. + </p> + <p> + “But his child—his poor little Minny!” exclaimed Nanny, + “sure you wouldn't injure her—she hasn't deserved id at yer + hands—she has done nothin', but is a sweet an' kind-hearted crathur. + Oh! iv you had seen her whin I was in the village, an' the boys were + hootin' an' peltin' me, an' no one interfered to protect the hated Nanny—iv + you had seen the little angel how she stood before me, an' cried out + 'shame!' an' held up the pitcher for me to dhrink, an' helped me to rise, + offerin' me the shelter of her father's house, little dhramin' ov whom she + was spakin' to—you wouldn't have a thought ov hurtin' her—bud—no + one—no one could harm Minny!—-she is too sweet, too pure, too + like a little angel!” + </p> + <p> + “A hair of the child's head shall not be touched!” said the + same deep voice that had before made Nanny start; “bud he, the + informher an' the prosecuthor, must feel our vengeance!” + </p> + <p> + Nanny was silent—she saw that further parley was useless, and was + obliged to bear with the concession she had already obtained. Meanwhile, + the men having ascertained that it was time they were stirring, hastily + equipped themselves, and prepared to start. When. they were leaving the + house, the stranger, whose voice had so startled her, took her hand, and + though his face was studiously averted, she heard him say solemnly'— + </p> + <p> + “Nanny, good bye!—my promise I'll keep sacred—the good + child shall not be touched!” + </p> + <p> + She had not time to utter her thanks, for his hand as hastily relinquished + its hold, and ere she could speak, all were gone, and she heard the buzz + of their voices, as in a group they descended the mountain. + </p> + <p> + The bright moonbeams silvered the motionless leaves of the trees that + surrounded Whelan's cottage—there was not a stir within—no + light gleamed from the lattice, and the small thin brook that bubbled + through the long grass a little in its front, seemed to hush its merry + song to a mere low trickling sound, as if in unison with the universal + repose. A dark group of figures stood in the little garden before the + door, as if debating how they should act. Two of them, separated a little + from the rest, conferred together, one of whom was the stranger we have + already noticed, and the other the man we have spoken of as seeming to + possess some command over them all. Suddenly the latter started, and + exclaimed in the quick, sharp tone of command— + </p> + <p> + “Advance, men, an' smash the door—there's no use in delayin' + longer.” + </p> + <p> + An almost instantaneous crash was the answer, and the door flew from its + hinges, and four or five of the men rushed into the cottage, while the + rest kept watch outside. Exclamations of surprise, mingled with harsh, + epithets, were heard within; and then they appeared a second time, + dragging with them the unfortunate and trembling owner, whom they had just + torn from his bed. A loud shout from the rest spoke their eagerness for + his punishinent; and amidst prayers for mercy, and entreaties, he was + dragged to the centre of the garden, placed on his knees; and his hands + firmly tied behind his back. + </p> + <p> + “Now, Misther Whelan, <i>acushla</i>,” asked! one, in a + jeering tone, “would you be jist pleased to make yer choice between + two purty little invintions of ours—<i>cardin</i> an <i>ear-ticklin'</i>.” + </p> + <p> + The poor man trembled violently, and his livid lips opened but he could + not utter a word. + </p> + <p> + “What an obstinate, silent ould baste you are,” said the same + man, “not to give a civil answer to my question. Bud maybe the look + o' this plaything id drive spake outov you—oh, you may stare now!” + Saying this, he drew forth a board with a thick handle, the bottom part of + which was closely studded with nails and sharp pieces of iron, in + imitation of the cards they use for wool, and continued—“Would + you admire the taste of this in the flesh on your back, my informin' + codger!—eh?” + </p> + <p> + Upon this, shouts of “card him! card him!” arose from the + group, and his hands were quickly unloosed, and he was violently dashed on + his face, while some held his legs and others his arms. Then his back was + stripped, and the stranger laid the board flatly on it, with the iron + points touching the flesh, while another stood up with the large mallet + ready to drive them in, the shrieks of the victim becoming more and more + faint. Just as the man who held the weapon last named was about to strike, + and just as a demon grin of satisfied vengeance distorted the otherwise + handsome features of the stranger, a light and tiny form flew screaming + towards them, her long yellow hair floating in the night-breeze, and her + white dress hanging loosely about her delicate limbs. It was Minny, who, + unmindful of all, and seeing only her father, threw herself on her knees + beside him, exclaiming in tones of agony: + </p> + <p> + “Oh, my father—my dear father—what is the matter?—what + are they goin' to do wid you?” + </p> + <p> + The stranger started at the tones of her voice, and on gazing at her for a + moment, flung the card to a distance, and catching her in his arms, kissed + away the tears which covered her cheeks, as she struggled for release. + </p> + <p> + “Is it you,” he said with much emotion, “that I promised + to purtect?—You, who succored an' saved me when I was dyin' for + want? An' are you the daughter ov Whelan the procthor?” + </p> + <p> + The men, perplexed at the apparition of the child, mechanically had + released their prisoner; and he, starting up with the sudden hope of + freedom, stood confronting the stranger, who yet held his child. + </p> + <p> + “Gracious Providence!” he exclaimed in wonder, as the + moonlight streamed on the face he was trying to recognize—“Is + id—can id be Robert Dillon?” + </p> + <p> + “Yis, Whelan!” was the answer, “it is the man you name—the + man you caused to be thried an' banished, an' the man who came here to + have revange!” + </p> + <p> + “Oh. don't hurt him—don't hurt him—he is <i>my</i> + father,” cried the little Minny who now also seemed to recognize + him. + </p> + <p> + “Iv he was surrounded wid fiends,” answered Dillon, kissing + her fair smooth brow, “iv he was for ever on the watch, I'd still + have my revenge: bud for your sake, sweet, good-natured child—for + your sake, I'll not allow him to be touched!” + </p> + <p> + A murmur here began to rise among some of the men, while the leader, with + one or two others, seemed to take part with the returned son of Nanny + Dillon. Upon this he added— + </p> + <p> + “I was weary an' wake wid fatigue an' hunger—I couldn't move a + step further than jist to lave the road an' lie in a dhry ditch, as I + thought, to die, jist as I complated the journey to my native place! But + this little girl—this goolden-haired child—kem to me, an' + raised my head, an' poured a sweet draught of milk into my mouth, an' + brought me food, an' sat by me, an' talked wid me, till I was at last able + to join wid you! An' afther this—afther this, would you have me harm + any one belongin' to her—even though he is my bitterest inimy?” + </p> + <p> + The quick changing of purpose—the sudden transitions of the Irish + nature—are proverbial; and then those who had been loudest in their + murmurs were loudest in their cries of approval; and a deep huzza of + exultation at the magnanimity he displayed, told Dillon that he had little + to fear from their opposition. So once more embracing the little girl, he + gave her hand to her father, and taking the leader's arm, strode away, + exclaiming: + </p> + <p> + “Whelan, you may thank your child—for 'tis she ha's saved you!” + </p> + <p> + The party all followed after him; and in a few moments more there was no + trace of the scene of violence that had been partly enacted, and the + brook's low bubblings, as before, alone disturbed the silence of the + slumbering night. + </p> + <p> + We will not attempt to describe poor Nanny's joy at her son's making + himself known, and informing her of the circumstances that had taken place—enough + to say, he had managed to escape before his time was out; but as no one + informed against him, he was suffered to remain in peace, and manage a + small farm in the next county, where he and his mother soon after retired, + as he determined totally to forsake his old mischievous pranks. + </p> + <p> + We were present at the village, altar, when Minny, who had grown up in + beauty and gentleness, gave her hand to a youth—the selected one of + her heart—and her gray-headed parent looked meekly on, blessing that + Providence who had given him such a child. 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