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* Well, well, go on, Annette.'
« " It was Ludovico,' said the Waiting-maid, casting down her eyes and blushing."
• Damn'd thrash, damn'd thrash," muttered Doctor Molloy, loud enough, unfortunately, to be heard by the Authoress, who flung down the MS. and with fury flashing from her eyes, attacked the inconsiderate Physician.
66 Such trash is it as your clinical câtchpenny, or cases, or whatever name you gave your abominable account of a--"
26 Oh! fie, Miss Carney,” exclaimed half a dozen Misses.
Ladies, I stand corrected ; his obscene book will not bear quotation.”
* My obscene book !" shouted the Doctor. “ What was your last novel about, Miss Carney? Worse before God than a county calendar, all rape and robbery.” Both parties advanced in a threatening attitude. « The old man's case!" shouted the Novelist.
so Viola's mother in the bower!" roared the Doctor.
The young woman screamed “ Romance !"
“ Theodora ruined by Ferdinand !" sputtered Physic.
What would have been the consequence it is impossible to conjecture, had not a servant at this critical moment called out " Supper's served.”
Every person was immediately on the alert ; some shouted, supper !--some cried, damn the Duca !-and others, damn the Doctor! While Miss Carney and the author of “ Clinical Cases" were borne off by the crowd, heartily abusing each other, until their voices were lost in the “ Mêlée” for seats at the supper table.
“ Well, really I could not have imagined such a scene as Mrs. Glossin's melange made," said Lady Sarah, as the carriage started from Pompeii.
“ Yes," replied O'Hara; “ the early part of the concern was unequalled that execrable Novellist-I wish she was in the hands of her own banditti, or in the deepest dungeon of her friend Duca Urbino, or whatever name she gave the gentleman who disliked bad salad. The impudence of that beggarly book-maker is
not endurable.. You might have remarked a mild, gentlemanly young man in black; he came in just after us—an officer asked who he was? And Miss Carney, with unparalleled effrontery, curled up her nose, and said, “Oh! it's the Curate-dull creature-quite fit for church lumber.'”
" And the supper was nearly as droll as the melange,” said Emily; “the singing was ludicrous beyond description. The elderly gentleman who sang the comic song with all the gravity of Billington at an oratorio— I was all but in tears—”
“ But,” said O'Hara, “ what tempted my poor friend, Driscol, to select · Time has not thinned my flowing locks,'-when, to my certain knowledge, he has not had a hair on his head these ten years.”
“ And Miss Carney's cracked treble, as she shrieked - See from ocean rising,'-to the accompanying growl of the cross-looking gentleman in the sooty wig,' as that arch Mr. Thornton called him across the table,” said Emily.
“Oh! as to Thompson," observed O'Hara, Vol. I.
“ really his horror of that Carney,' as he calls her, is beyond concealment, and he never lets an opportunity slip to teaze her ; but the best of all was, when she was doing modest, and mentioning that she rarely sang without an instrument, Thornton whispered a servant, who returned with a Jew's-harp, and placed it on the table with his compliments ; and, as if she was not sufficiently enraged, he gravely congratulated her on her great command of voice, for it was evident she could stop whenever she pleased.""
The melange, with its supper accompani, ments, kept the party in a roar until the carriage passed through the gates of Castle Carra,
The vulgar Irish are worse than the undaunted and untamed Arabian, the devilish, idolatrous Turkoman, or the moon-worshipping Carmines.
THIRTY years have made a striking change in the moral constitution of the Irish. The manners and habits of all classes have been reformed and amended, and much of the barbarism which tainted their feelings and degraded their native virtues, has given way to the touch of refinement and civilization. Although “Green Erin” has not forgotten the hospitality which distinguished her in “ olden time,” she has learned to substitute social comfort for savage debauchery. Excessive drinking is now banished from the tables of the higher orders; and, while a host of the last century would have deemed himself disgraced in permitting his guest to leave his hall without the assistance