Hate and keep down the Papists, that's the true religion, I pledge you my honor and reputation it is.' "'You put the principle too strong, and rather naked, Phil,' observed the father; 'but the truth is, sir,' he added, turning to me, 'that you may perceive that fine spirit of Protestant enthusiasm in the young man, which is just now so much wanted in, and so beneficial to the country and the government.

We must, sir, make allowance for this in the high-spirited and young, and ardent; but, still, after deducting a little for zeal and enthusiasm, he has expressed nothing but truth--with the exception, indeed, that we are not bound to hate them, Phil; on the contrary, we are bound to love our enemies.' "'Beggingyour pardon, father, I say we are bound to hate them.' "'Why, so, sir, may I ask,' said I.
"'Why so--why because--because--they--because as--aren't they Papists, and is not that sufficient--and, again, here's another reason still stronger, aren't we Orangemen?
Now, sir, did you, or any one, even hear of such a thing as a good, sound Orangeman loving a Papist--a bloody Papist.

My word and honor, but that's good!' "'The truth is,' said the father, 'that the turbulence of their principles has the country almost ripe for insurrection.

I have myself received above half a dozen notices, and my son there, as many; some threatening life, others property, and I suppose the result will be, that I must reside for safety in the metropolis.

My house is this moment in a state of barricade--look at my windows, literally checkered with stancheon bars--and as for arms, let me see, we have six blunderbusses, eight cases of pistols, four muskets, two carbines, with a variety of side arms, amounting to a couple of dozen.