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Here, constable, take him to the Compter; remand him for further examination, and pos

sibly in a day or two he'll answer a question more civilly."

"He was the person who blackened my eye," said the Peer.

"Oh! quite enough, my lord," returned the Justice, as he continued the investigation.

"I say, you fellow, where are you from?" "Plase your highness, I'm fram Tipprary."

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Tipperary! a sweet civilized spot-I don't doubt it. Can you give any account of yourself, you rascal ?"

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Agh! it's I that can, my lard. My father was born within a mile of Clonmel, but my mother was from the county Galway side; may be ye were niver in Banagher?"

"What the devil do I care about Banagher,' said the magistrate; "put that fellow in the black-hole till morning."

"That gentleman was the person who loosened my teeth," observed the Colonel, rincing his mouth.

"Where are you from, you villain?" said the Justice to the next of the détenues.

"Plase your honour, I'm from the north-" "Of Scotland or Germany?"

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Nay feth," rejoined the culprit, flippantly, "I'm fram a batther place nor ether; I'm fram the north of Irelan."

Away with him to his Tipperary acquaintance," said the magistrate.

"I beg," said Captain Fribble, "to place a broken rib to the northern gentleman's account."

"Feth an welcome, honey," replied the prisoner, looking back as he was led off in durance. "And who are the rest of you?" asked the Justice.

"Poor Munster men-the Lord look down upon us," answered the spokesman of the group. "What have you to say for yourselves, thus breaking the peace, and disturbing the city?"

"Is it me disturb a city? Trath a vourneen I would not disturb a dog, let alone a man; but as I was going quietly home, I saw them all fighten thro' other. Arrah! what de yees mane, says I, comin up fair an aisy. Flannigan, says I-he's from Crossmolina, and, my lard, them Connaught men was always bad

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members. Phil Flannigan, says I, ye were always a good warrant to rise a fight-arrah! de ye think it's the pattern of Ball you're at, or the fair of Dunomona; and Sir John there was squarin behind a watchman, and when I knocked the watchman down by chance, I hit Sir John (God bless him) by mistake, and something tript him, I suppose, for he fell some way or other.”

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Away with them all," cried the magistrate, interrupting the speaker; "had I known they had been Irishmen, I would not have asked a second question-they are all rogues and rebels. Come, my lord, I will avail myself of your invitation."

After this commendatory notice of Ireland, the Justice prepared to accompany the plaintiffs to the coffee-house, which they in an unlucky hour had quitted.

The commanding figure of the chief prisoner, joined to his bold and manly bearing in the presence of the magistrate, had raised him not a little in the good opinion of the officers commissioned to lodge him in the Compter, and they readily acceded to his wish of proceeding

thither in a carriage. While awaiting the arrival of the vehicle in the lower hall, the melancholy group of Hibernians issued forth, vigilantly guarded.

"Safe home to your noble honour," said the Tipperary man; "it's you that is cliver." "Amen, pray God!" ejaculated the rest of the belligerents.

O'Hara put a couple of guineas in the hand of the speaker, and requested him to entertain his companions in affliction. A louder blessing burst from the whole group, while one of them whispered softly in his ear, that "as the place was narra, af his honour liked, tho' them pullice, divil's luck to them! were two to one, they would engage to compis a rescue." This O'Hara peremptorily refused. "Its all one," said the Irishman, pressing the point, "as we're in for the night-sure, we may try it at all evints, for we're not worth keepin in, and they'll turn us out in the mornin." Henry, however, recommended peaceable demeanour so warmly, that they promised to be quiet, and went off in great good-humour to the watch-house, which was to furnish their night's lodging.

The carriage was announced, and the prisoner's foot on the step, when some gentlemen stopped to inquire of the mob the history of the riot. Fortunately for O'Hara, they were the guardsmen returning from the theatre, and O'Kelly immediately acknowledged his countryman.

“Mr. O'Hara, has any thing unpleasant occurred? or are you what the Fancy call in trouble after a spree. What is the matter, and can I be serviceable?"

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Really, Captain, I have been unfortunately engaged in a street-row, and can hardly blame myself, as I was wantonly attacked, and we Milesians are gifted with passions of fervid temperature."

"Pshaw, is this all-we'll soon settle matters."

"Not, probably, so easy," said one of the police. "Lord Haughton and Colonel Morris have been much beaten."

"And I am sure they deserved it. Pray stay a few moments, and let me see the con stable; I will be the gentleman's security for appearance to-morrow."