You were a robber--a Rapparee--and now you are a free man.

But what did you do to deserve this at the hands of the Government ?" "Don't be alarmed, my darlin' Ellen--nothing imbecomin' an honest man." "I hope," she proceeded--her cheeks mantling with indignation and scorn--"I hope, Fergus, you wouldn't think of stoopin' to treachery against the unfortunate, ay, or even against the guilty.

I hope you wouldn't sell yourself to the Government, and got your liberty, affcher all, only as a bribe for villany, instead of a free gift." "See, now," he returned, "what I have brought on myself by tellin' you any thing at all about it--a regular ould house on my shouldhers.

No, darlin'," he proceeded, "you ought to know me better." "Oh, Fergus," she replied quickly, "I thought I knew you wanst." "Is that generous, Ellen ?" he said, in a tone of deep and melancholy feeling, "afther statin' my sorrow for that step ?" "Well," she replied, moved by what she saw he suffered in consequence of her words, "if I have given you pain, Fergus, forgive me--you know it's not in my nature to give pain to any one, but, above all persons in the world, to you." "Well, darlin'," said he, "you will know all in time; but there is a good deal to be done yet.

All I can say, and all I will say, is, that if God spares me life, I will take away one of the blackest enemies that Willy Reilly and the _Cooleen Bawn_ has in existence.