heart with sudden pity: Talbot's bearing, too, was manly, without defiance, and they could not but regard him with reluctant respect. They stood in a circle round the captives, none offering to advance a hand upon either; while the leader of their escort turned to meet his commander as he descended from the barbican.

"You have done your duty well, Master O'Madden. I see you have secured the wretched man, as I directed," said Parez, advancing with a countenance on which his passions worked with strange effect; for, while he struggled to seem gravely severe, his features writhed with malicious triumph. "You met him," he proceeded, "as we had reason to expect, beyond Barnsbeg?"

"I did so, please your nobleness: it was well your messenger arrived in time, else I might have left the pass unguarded; but, as it was, he was taken as if in a trap."

"I suppose he thought himself safe in his disguise," said Parez. "Ah, ha! I have tracked him to his earth at last. Teig Sheridan, take your prisoner to the massey more; let the lady, that is, let his companion be conducted to the turret; or, no-the ascent is too fatiguing: I would not use needless severity-bear her to the east chamber of the earl's storey."

66 'Master Parez”- It was Ellen who spoke they were the first words she had uttered since alighting, and, as she spoke, her eyes for the first time met those of their enemy; for they had stood with their backs to him as he approached, and she now turned, though still clinging to her husband's arm, and looked at him with a most piteously appealing glance; but there was something in his eye that made her shudder, and the blood rushed to her cheek, and as rapidly retreated, as she turned away, unable to conclude the sentence, from disgust and anguish.

"Madam!" said Parez.

"Sir!" cried Talbot, suddenly and fiercely confronting him.

Parez recoiled a step before the glare that his prisoner shot upon him, and involuntarily raised his hand to his dagger-hilt; but in a moment he recovered himself, and his brow grew black as night as he swallowed down some

Never

strong emotion, and again commanded them to be separated but Sheridan, who had first received his orders to do so, hung back, for Talbot still held his wife's hand in his, and his eye was full of dangerous purpose as it ranged from one to another, as if determining from whom he should wrench his weapon, and then sell life as dearly as he could. Dogs!" exclaimed the warden, "seize him, I say; drag him to the massey more-he is an excommunicated murderer!" The men, thus commanded, threw themselves bodily upon the knight, and after a brief, but desperate struggle, overcame him. The sight of violence seemed to stir up all Parez's worst passions. the effect was like that of the first taste of blood to a tiger. "Drag him to the dungeon!" he shouted: "thrust him in! mind her cries! Madam, be silent; be silent, I say. You shall not go with him; you must come with me: ay, by God's body, and with me you shall stay!" He had seized her by the arm, and, with furious excitement, was almost dragging her away, when three gallowglass came running down from the barbican. Two of these seemed to be endeavouring to restrain the third. Stop, Art, are you mad? you will ruin yourself: hold him, Redmond; speak to him, Barry Oge: for God's sake!—for the love of heaven!" they ejaculated, as they strove to hold him back; but he burst away in spite of all their efforts and entreaties, and, rushing down, confronted Parez: "Chorp an dioul, Sir, would you lay hands on a woman, and she in such a condition!" he exclaimed. "My soul to glory, but rather than stand by and see it, I'd join the King and the Gunner this blessed day.".

abandoned his grasp of the captive, she was borne almost insensible to the quarters of her rescuer : And do you, Redmond, bring down Gillaspike and the men of my own company," he continued. "Dar lamh mo choirp, I knew my men would stand by me," he cried, as they came running up in two's and three's at his call. "I have a command here, Master Parez, as well as you."

Why, ruffian, what would you do? would you rebel against your general? Mutiny, mutiny, I say. Ho, Sheridan! Tyrrell! where are you? To the rescue-to the rescue !"

"The rescue is made already, boys," said Art, as Parez's adherents gathered round him, and stood half uncertain whether they were to lay hands on their old comrades or not; "the rescue is made already, boys, or 'tis little manhood we could boast of in Maynooth. I am no mutineer, but I am a married man, and I could never bear to see a woman ill used: you all had mothers, and some of you have wives; I ask you could you have found in your own hearts to stand by and see such a sight without anger?"

"It was

one.

an unmanly act," cried

"By the face of my mother, I could not have done so by the wife of a weaver!" exclaimed another.

"I have seen more blows struck under Sir John Talbot than ever I did under the warden," said a third; "and by the hand that was never christened, as I turned out for him once before, I'm ready to turn out for him and his bantierna again-farrah!"

"Farra! Talbot aboo!" shouted half-adozen of Art's company, all animated with contagious zeal; but Art, who by this time had withdrawn his men close to their own quarters, stepped forward from where they stood drawn up before the inner gate. Master Parez," he said, “I am no mutineer; and you see that I have friends here who will not let me be treated as such. But what have I done to be called so? Why, this: I have prevented you doing what you could never undo the shame of: the garrison are ashamed of it already. I am no mutineer, I say again; but I am a fitter keeper of such a prisoner, if the lady is to be detained, than you, Master

Parez, who have not, as I have, a wife and family."

"Villain!" exclaimed the warden, "how dare you interfere in the disposition of my prisoners? Am I not commander here ?"

"We both serve under Tomás-anTeeda,” replied Art; “ and to him I am willing to leave the dispute. I will hold myself accountable for the safe custody of the lady until he arrives; but out of my hands she shall not be taken until then. What would you have, Master Parez? why do you claim the custody of a married woman?"

"You are a rebellious traitor, Sir," replied Parez: “you are a traitor, Sir, and you shall die the traitor's death! You are false traitors, one and all," he continued. " My commands have been disobeyed; my authority resisted : but you shall suffer for it; you shall. By Heaven, when the general comes, I will have every fifth man of you hanged for this mutiny."

As he spoke, the battlement overhead was struck suddenly, and the masonry driven about in all directions : the deep report of a heavy piece of ordnance accompanied the fall of the scattered stones. "To the walls! to the walls!" shouted Art. They have opened their battery. Master Parez, let us forget and forgive"-but when he turned to speak to the warden, he was lying stunned by a blow on the head from one of the fragments. They lifted him; but he was insensible. "Bear him into the keep, mo vouchalee,” cried Art; and let his wound be looked to with due care until he recover, I am commander here."

Administration, the Late and Present,
459.

Adventures of Bartholomew Buzzard,
esq. 186.

American Poets, Selections from the,
Review of, 93.

An Englishman's Home, 267.
Anthologia Germanica-No. 1. The
Lyrical and Smaller Poems of Schiller,
39. No. II. Schiller's Lay of the
Bell and Message to the Iron Foun-
dry, 140.
No. III. Miscellaneous

Poems and Metrical Tales, 393.
Armagh Investigation, Remarks on, 319.
Ballad, the Mickiad, 468.
Bell, the Lay of the, 141.
Bibe Amice de Meo, 430.
Blackwood's Irish Judge, a Tale, Review
of, 262.

Bulwer's Last Days of Pompeii, Review
of, 276.

Buzzard, Bartholomew, esq. Adventures
of, 186.

Captive of Killeshin, a Tale, 59.
Cassandra, the, of Lycophron, 425.
Ceres, the Lament of, from Schiller,
43.

Church Question, the Irish, 493.
Church Reform, 241.

City Election, a few Words on the, 231.
College Changes, Letter from a Fellow
on, 407.

College Romance-Chap. II. The Mur-
dered Fellow, 332.

Colonies British, History of the, Notice
of, 358.

The Saxon's
The German
Hyacinthe, or

at Swan River, 360.
Daughter, a Tale, 362.
Prose Reader, 365.
the Contrast, 366. Drury's Herodo-
tus, 490. Kelly's Hymns, 491. Illus-
trations of the Landscape and Coast
Scenery of Ireland, 607. Boswell's
Life of Johnson, 611. Rev. Hugh
White's Sermons and Meditations, ib.
Home Happiness, 612. Luby's Ele-
ments of Geometry, ib.
Decision, the, 53.

Diary of Terence O'Ruark, A. M. 312–
432-580-675.

Diver, the, from Schiller, 590.
Drury's Herodotus, Notice of, 490.
Dublin, Archbishop of, Historic Doubts
relative to, 528.

Dublin City Election, a few Words on
the, 236.

Egypt, Hopes and Recollections of, 520.
Election, a few Words on the City, 236.
England, Protestant Deputation to, 215.
Englishman's Home, an, 267.
Enigmas and Parables, 48.

Farewell! a Word that hath been and
must be, 183.

Father, the Dying, 40.

Fellow, the Murdered, a Tale, 332.
Gale's Inquiry into the Ancient Corpo-
rate System of Ireland, Notice of, 355.
Generation, the Present, 54.
German Comedy, 54.

German Prose, and Dramatic Readers,
Notice of, 365.

Gilfillan, Robert, Song by, 644.
Gladness, Song Exciting to, 398.
Goethe, Translations from, 404.
Goethe's Tribute to Schiller, 57.
Grave, to my, from Kalchberg, 397.
Greatness, the two sorts of human, 398.
Hamilton, Miss E. M. Lines by, 257.
Hemans, Mrs. the Poetry of the
Psalms, by, 644.

Herodotus, with Notes, by Drury,
Notice of, 490.

Hibernian Nights' Entertainments-the
Captive of Killeshin, 58. The Re-
bellion of Silken Thomas, 192, 293–
438-705.

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