But Mr.Olphert said he had no fear of being starved out.
Personally he was, and always had been, on the best terms with the people of Falcarragh.

The older tenants, even now, if he met them walking in the fields when no one was in sight, would come up and salute him, and say how "disgusted" they were with what was going on.

It was the younger generation who were troublesome--more troublesome, he added, to their own parish priest than they were to him.

Three or four years ago a returned American Irishman, an avowed unbeliever, but an active Nationalist and one of Mr.Forster's "suspects," had come into the neighbourhood and done his worst to break up the parish.

He used to come to Falcarragh on a Sunday, and get up on a stone outside the chapel while Father M'Fadden was saying Mass or preaching, and harangue such people as would listen to him, and caricature the priest and the sermon going on within sound of his own voice.