I put you both under arrest, from which you are not to be released until the sentence of a court-martial decide if conduct such as this becomes officers and gentlemen.' "I looked round, and saw the old fellow in the queue.
"'Wolfe Tone, by all that's unlucky!' said I, with an attempt at a smile.
"'The rector of Tyrrell's Pass,' cried out Tom, with a snuffle; 'the worst preacher in Ireland--eh, Fred ?' "We had not much time for further commentaries upon our friend, for he at once opened his frock coat, and displayed to our horrified gaze the uniform of a general officer.
"'Yes, sir, General Johnson, if you will allow me to present him to your acquaintance; and now, guard, turn out.' "In a few minutes more the orders were issued, and poor Tom and myself found ourselves fast confined to our quarters, with a sentinel at the door, and the pleasant prospect that, in the space of about ten days, we should be broke, and dismissed the service; which verdict, as the general order would say, the commander of the forces has been graciously pleased to approve.
"However, when morning came the old general, who was really a trump, inquired a little further into the matter, saw it was partly accidental, and after a severe reprimand, and a caution about Loughrea whiskey after the sixth tumbler, released us from arrest, and forgave the whole affair.".