And many a time as he had wandered alone, with his gun, across the bogs which lie on the other side of the Shannon from Killaloe, he had practised the sort of address which he would make to the House.

He would be short,--always short; and he would eschew all action and gesticulation; Mr.Monk had been very urgent in his instructions to him on that head; but he would be especially careful that no words should escape him which had not in them some purpose.

He might be wrong in his purpose, but purpose there should be.

He had been twitted more than once at Killaloe with his silence;--for it had been conceived by his fellow-townsmen that he had been sent to Parliament on the special ground of his eloquence.

They should twit him no more on his next return.