remember precisely where, how, or when, he had heard it. Indeed, it is highly probable, as a friend of ours once remarked to us, that this indistinctness was in a great degree augmented by the genial effects of the mountain dew,' of which he had quaffed a glass or two before his departure from Carrigafoile, jest to keep out the could,' as he himself expressed it to the friend who favored us with the above conjecture. Be that as it may, Tim pursued his way home, went to bed, and, at the first peep of dawn, repaired to the castle, where he arrived about sun-rise. There we shall, for the present, leave him, turning our attention to the soldiers, whom we had left on their way to the cave of File

moor.

"They soon arrived there, and found the quarters full as u comfortable as their Hibernian comrade had explained to them. In the morning, after they had taken some refreshment, the commanding officer called this same comrade, who served also as their guide, and said to him,—

Hallo, Jem, what d'ye think of going into yonder village, and bringing back all the news you can gather about this here O'Brien?'

“Wisha faith, sir,' replied the soldier, I think 'tis as good a way as any, for 'tis seldom that he rides out any where widout goen in that direction first, as myself well knows. But doesn't your honnur think 'twould be betther not to go in uniform, as the people have a mortual dislike to the sogers, an 'tis tin to one if I'm caught by myself in that dress, they may kill me entirely; an then may be I wouldn't be able to bring you an account of the matther.'

"The officer laughed at the conclusion of the discourse, and assented to the proposal. Accordingly, the spy, equipped in colored clothes, set out at a pretty smart pace for the village, which was about two miles distant from the cave, and half a mile from the castle of Carrigafoile. His comrades awaited his return with anxiety, and, in about two hours, they descried him advancing towards them. On his nearer approach, he informed them that he had seen Donald, who was then about three miles from them, on the opposite side of the river. They immediately got their arms in order, and their guide, having put on his uniform, they set out in the direction which he had appointed. They crossed the river,

when the guide suddenly addressed the officer, who was marching in silence before the party.

"Plase your honnur, don't you think 'twould be betther to go one by one, so that we come on him unknownst?'.

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Perhaps so,' was the reply, 'but you'd better first show us the way to take, for fear we lose it amongst these here bogs.'

The other rejoined, that there were no bogs in their immediate neighbourhood; and directed them to ascend a hill in their front, and make for a road which ran at the other side of it. They instantly separated, each one keeping within sight of the next soldier, and proceeded in the appointed direction.

"In the mean time, it may not be amiss to inform our readers what our hero had been doing, whilst they had been taking these measures. In the morning, having been informed by Tim Flaherty of the arrival of the soldiers, he had set out, mounted on a favorite steed, to a distant part of the country, where he hoped to conceal himself from their search. On arriving at the village near his castle, he met a man, whom he recognized as a servant of his, whom he had left in Cork, when he fled from the hands of justice. It was the same Jem Doran, of whom Tim Flaherty had formed so unfavorable an opinion;-the same spy who had come from the cave of File-moor, in search of his former master;-and who had been induced by the hope of gaining a base reward, to sacrifice all those feelings of gratitude, so congenial to an Irish soul.

"Donald recognized him instantly, touched his hat with his hand to return his salute, and, with a smile of benevolence, offered him half a crown to drink his health. He took the money, but his heart was proof against kindness; and having ascertained the direction which O'Brien had taken, he set out in pursuit of him with the party, as has been previously mentioned; whilst the object of their pursuit, unconscious of his danger, was riding at an easy pace, along a rough and unpleasant road. On a sudden, he raised his head, and looked around, when he observed that the ground he trod bore a striking resemblance to the scenes so strongly depicted in an already mentioned dream. The idea at first struck him with dread; but observing no cause of alarm near, his visionary

terrors vanished from his mind, and he pursued his journey at the same easy pace.

Meanwhile the soldiers reached the summit of the hill, and obtained a view of the valley on the other side: it was a drear and lonely place, flanked by mountains, and occupied in the middle by a large bog. The majority of the soldiers had begun to descend the bill in the direction which their guide had pointed out, when the officer, turning to one of the party, who had accompanied him, broke silence for the first time since they had divided their body.

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road?'

is.'

Can you tell me if that's Jem Doran down there on the

Why, yes, sir,' replied the other, I thinks as how it

"What a hurry he has been in,' rejoined the officer, 'see how far before us he has got. But what can he be doing there on the road? he seems to be aiming at something; and who or what is there for him to aim at?'

Perhaps at that man on horseback yandher, sir,' returned the soldier, may be, it's this here O'Brien, as he told us he was on horseback.'

Poh! nonsense!' said the lieutenant, a cannon would hardly hit him at such a distance; why, man, he's near a mile from him, But the fool is evidently aiming at somethingfor see how he rests his gun on yon old wall! in my life I never saw so complete a Paddy. He's always

"Before the sentence was finished, the flash of the discharged musket gleamed to their view, and as the report, reverberated by the rocky mountains around, burst on the hear ing like a peal of thunder, they saw the horseman, on whom they had their eyes fixed, reel in his seat, and fall to the earth. It was-Donald O'Brien!

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Nothing more now remained to be done, but to secure the body; and to effect this purpose, the party, having been assembled by the report, proceeded to cross the bog. There were but two ways of passing it, and they took the longer of the two, as the other passed near the castle of Carrigafoile, and they feared an attack from the country people, if they attempted it. But when they arrived at the spot, where the victim of his ardent but rash patriotism had fallen, to their great surprise they found not the body. The ground was

marked with blood, a certain sign that he had fallen, and was, at least, dangerously wounded; but they afforded no track to any distance, and the soldiers, after searching for it awhile, gave it up as fruitless, and retired from the neighbourhood in haste.

"About half an hour after her husband's death, Alice, who was seated in the window of the castle, observed his horse galloping home in full speed without a rider. Dreading what might be the cause, she lost not a moment, but mounted the animal, which quickly set off with her to the place where her husband lay, and there stopped. She alighted, took up the body, and remounted the horse, placing the corpse before her: the noble animal speedily returned to Carrigafoile, and thus the search of the soldiers was rendered fruitless. The body of Donald was buried in the grave of his forefathers, and his loss was long lamented by his tenantry and neighbours. His death preyed deeply upon Alice's heart; she fell into a lingering decline, which, in a few years, brought her to the tomb. As for Tim Flaherty, the death of his young master inspired him with so rooted a hatred for the government, that he became a leader in the disturbances which raged in the county of Cork, in the years 1785 and 1786, and, being apprehended, was transported to Botany Bay, where he ended his life.

0.

EVERYWHERE IS WOE.

When I was young, and free from care,
And nurst in smiles, I thought,
That human beings everywhere

With bliss were fully fraught.

But then the aged round me said,
That every day below,

Begot some sorrow, "fear and dread,"

And everywhere had woe.

Then from my father's house I ran

In search of sorrow's pang;

But many a woman, many a man
I met who blithely sang :

Then thought that all were blest, until
I came, where, faint and low,

I heard one groan o'er unknown-ill;
Then learned some hearts had woe.

Then came I 'mid the city's throng,
Thinking woe reigned not where
Ten thousand joined in cheerful song
All seeming strange to care:
But soon one whispered, that their mirth
Was but a specious show;

And that they sang while here on earth,
To drown their share of woe.

And, 'mid that city's throng, I found
The meager and the gaunt,

Who stalked like ris'n ghosts on ground
In unregarded want;

And their deep-sunken eyes declared
The heart's despairing throe,

And told how great a part they shared

Of sorrow and of woe.

I met a poet, on whose cheek
Sat melancholy care;

And, as he past, I heard him speak
Low on the weeping air,

That " kings and heroes, rich and great,

And all mankind below,

Are made by universal fate

To pass their days in woe."

Then I embarked upon the deep,
Thinking, that, 'mid the sound
Of blowing winds and billows' sweep,
No sorrow could be found:

But when the waves rolled mountains high,
And threatened death below,

I knew that, e'en the sea and sky,

For man were big with woe.