It was then night, and we were all sorely taxed by long riding and want of rest.

Not one of us was able to mount, so we placed hay in a car on which we flung ourselves, and trusted to the guidance of the boy who led the horse.

We travelled about nine miles in this way, one endeavouring to act as sentinel while the others were asleep; but we found that unless we trusted to blind chance, we could not continue our journey.

So, half by force and half by persuasion, we obtained liberty to stretch on a pallet in an empty room.
Mr.O'Brien was then snatching a little broken rest in a field, not four miles away from us, without our being aware of the fact.

In the morning we learned that he remained there only while a car was procured at Mullinahone, and then returned to the neighbourhood of the collieries.
He left Ballingarry on the advice contained in Mr.Meagher's message, and, accompanied by some hundreds of his followers, proceeded towards Carrick through the town of Mullinahone where for the third time he had to encounter the open hostility of the Catholic clergymen, who on this occasion had recourse to threats and even blows.