The Daily Times.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1860-08-23 00:00:00

JAMES STEWART & CO.,

HOLESALE WINE AND SPIRIT MERCHANTS AN
BOTTLERS OF ALES AND PORTER,
QUEEN INSURANCE BUILDINGS,
11, DAL-P-RTRFFT.

AN IRISH " DRIVER."-THE STORY OF

TIM O'HARA.

BY S. REDMOND.

" Who told you that story about Tim O'Hara ?"
asked my friend, as we sat one evening at the
open window, looking out on the green fields, and
watching the giant shadows of the mountains in
the distance as they loomed over the surrounding
valleys, weeping, as it were, at the departure of
the golden orb of day, now fast receding from our
view to lighten up a world far beyond the broad
Atlantic. " Come ; will you tell us that story
about Tim O'Hara ? " When my friend had set
his head, or his heart, or his eyes, on anything
he wished to have or hear, nothing could restrain
him. Knowing from long experience that a refusal
only sharpened his appetite, I thought the best
way to get rid of him for the evening was to
comply with his request, and so I commenced the
story—which is no fancy sketch, but a reality
that took place in Dublin some half dozen years
since.

Tim O'Hara was born in Kilkenny ; but of his
parents I know nothing. No great matter that, I
suppose. Tim was brought up as a domestic
servant in the house of a gentleman. He was a
fine, handsome, athletic fellow, and many a cook-
maid's heart was left widowed and forlorn be-
cause of Tim's inveterate hatred to matrimony.
He was the best servantman in all Kilkenny ;
and whenever the Marquis of (*.mond, whose
castle adjoins the town on the banks of the river
Nore, had a large party at his mansion, Tim was
always " borrowed" for the occasion to wait at
table. Matters went on so for some time ; and
although Tim's heart had stood like adamant for
years against the frequent assaults made on it by
the entire artillery of the Kilkenny cooks' and
housemaids' eyes, yet he was, after all, but
human. At last a \Cleopatra, in the shape of
a rosy-cheeked, diamond-eyed girl, named Peggy
Shea, the daughter of a publican, attracted Tim's
notice. Peggy was just emerging into prime
womanhood, like a new-blown moss-rose. Half the
young fellows in Kilkenny went "stark, staring
mad" about her, and Booth to say, if Peggy's eyes
broke their hearts, they in return, by way of
revenge, cracked each other's skulls to some pur-
pose about her ! There was not a petty sessions'
day that the magistrates assembled in the court
house, but their worships had to decide on six or
seven cases of assault and battery—all growing
out of jealous fits caused by poor Peggy Shea.
Tim kept clear of any personal encounter with
Peggy's lovers, but it was remarked that he
visited her father's house rather oftener than his
master thought prudent, and that between the
influence of " potations pottle deep," and the fire
of Peggy's glances, Tim used to return home, not
by the shortest possible route, namely—a straight
line—but that he turned as if walking on a figure
of the letter S. Peggy—o•oodness forgive her—
did not care a tranheen about Tim, and so she told
him. Nor did she care a jot more about any of the
sparks who fluttered around the door of the
" Green Tree"—that was the sign of her father's
public-house. Peggy was just as heartless as she
was handsome. She delighted in smashing poor
fellows' hearts, and then laughing at the wreck
she had made. When Tim, who really doated
on her, heard his doom from her own pouting,
cherry-like lips, it was a regular blow to him.
For gerunal days he Wept like a child, and moped
about the town like as idiot. It is said that
" sorrow is dry," and poor Tim, in order to kill
grief, stuck wonderfully to the whiskey bottle,
and, melancholy to relate, lost his good place, and
forfeited the friendship of his master. Peggy
carried on a game of flirtation for a long time,
but at last she eloped, one fine moonlight night,
with a horse jockey, taking about £3OO of her
father's money, to facilitate her flight with the
equestrian hero.
" And what became of her ? " eagerly asked

my friend.
" Why, she hired a coach-and-four, drove off to
the Irish metropolis, got married to the horse-
jockey, drove to Eden Quay (Dublin), jumped on
board a Liverpool boat, and was just in time to
bid her father, brother, and two policemen who
followed her, ' farewell,' as the boat sailed away
from the quay wall in the nick of time to leave
the pursuers late.' On reaching Liverpool she
took a passage for America, where herself and
the horse-jockey arrived in safety, and—' if they
don't live happy, that we may !' "
" And did poor Tim cut his throat, or hang
himself ?" demanded my friend.
" Nothing of the sort ; no ; but he spent all his
money on whiskey, lost his place and character,
and became a laughing stock for all the wags of
Kilkenny. There was at the time a sort of
poetaster laureat about I“lkenny—his name was
Kelly, and of course the story furnished him with
material for a lampoon, and he wrote a song, as
it was called, on the disaster that had befallen
poor Tim.
" Then give us the song, if you please," cried
my friend, as he emptied his glass and lit a fresh
cigar.
" I don't sing ; but I'll tell you the words as
well as I can recollect them. They run thus

" Come listen to my story,
I won't detain you long,
I speak not of deeds of glory—
More simple is my song.
So fill your glasses to the brim,
And hearken to my lay,
'Bout the love of poor Kilkenny Tim
For charming Peggy Shea !
" Tim's love for her was faithful,
But Peggy slighted Tim,
Though she ought to have proved faithful,
For few ever loved like Tim.
But her heart was hard as granite stone ;
And one night she ran away,
Leaving Tim in this bleak world alone.
Oh ! cruel Peggy Shea!
"Tim O'Hara left ' forlorn'
Thus ; he wandered up and down,
His heart-strings they were torn,
For Peggy looked him brown!'
And down along the banks of Nore
He wandered day by day,
Sighing, ' now my happiness is o'er,
Oh! faithless Peggy Shea!'
"Tim, once so fine and frisky,
And of butlers the chief,
Transferred his love to whiskey,
To smother all his grief;
And ever and anon he sung,
When passing on his way,
"The time, the time that 1 was young,"
And " false-hearted Peggy Shea !"

This piece of doggrel added to the cup of Tim's
bitterness in no small degree, Three objects that
he held not dear and sacred in this world had
departed, leggy had gone; Tim lost his place ;
and what was worse than all, he lost a precious
jewel—his character. There was at the time a
doctor who resided in Kilkenny. He took com-
passion on Tim, and what was better, knowing
him to be an honest fellow and an excellent ser-
vant, he took him into his house and made him
his "man of all work." The doctor had tried all
his arts; but, alas! he failed in making a cure of
Tim. He could not break him off the habit of
drunkenness, and so, after several fruitless
attempts to reclaim him, he gave up the task, the
more particularly so, as Tun in a fit of despera-
tion one evening, while partially inebriated, stole
silently into the doctor's study or surgery, and
swallowed a large quantity of what he Con-
sidered prussic acid, in order to put an end to the
"joys that charmed, and ills that pained," by
destroying life and all,, at one fell swoop. He
seized on a bottle* and drankiits contents; but,
fortnnatelY, it proved to be only a sleeping
dese,v and had no other effect on Tim than to put
him asleep for some dozen of hours or so. He
was discharged from the doctor's employ-
ment the following day. His last state
was now worse than his first, and, like Cain,
he became a wanderer and a vagabond on—the
streets of fair Kilkenny ! The collector of crown
and quit rents, who resided in the city,
at last
engaged Tim as his bailiff,. or more properly
speaking, his driver. This was an occupation
hateful even to, the lowest class of men in the
town, but in order to keep body and soul together,
Tim pursued the obnoxious business for a term of
seven years. The doctor before-
mentioned in the
mean time had removed to Dublin, where he
attained high reputation for his skill, and in a
social position he stood in a very exalted place.
One day, to the doctors great surprise, Tim stood
before him. He told his old patron and master
that he had given up drink, and had come to the
metropolis to seek employment. The doctor told
him he would do all in his power to serve him,
and added that he might call at his house next
day, when he would consider what was best to be
done. Tim came accordingly, but his appearance
was very mean and shabby. His clothes
were not of the best sort, and the good-
hearted doctor presented him with a suit of
toggerY;, such as would enable him to make
a more decent " turn out." He also gave him
some cash for present use, advised him not to
touch whiskey, and again expressed his willing-
ness to serve him in any way he could. A few
days after this interview, Tim presented himself
before the doctor, when the following conversa-
tion took place :—" Well, Tim, what news ?"
" Why, your honour, very good news indeed."
"Well, what is it ?" "Why, your honour, there's
an ould lady who lives in yitzwilliam-square—
she's as rich as a Jew---,she wants a servant ; and
if you recommend me, get the place." "I
certainly will recommend you ; but you must
promise solemnly never to taste a drop of whis-
key ; you know it has proved almost your ruin."
"Faith, and that it has—bad cess to it ; but it's
all over now, sir." " Very well, Tim; but tell

me, what is the nature of the employment ?"
" Why, your honour; the ould lady, as I said be-
fore, is as rich as a Jew. She has a house full of
!mold and servants. She has an mild carriage
just about the age of herself, and a pair of mind
horses (only they'r very fat and well,kept) that
nobody alive can remember to have ever been
young. She only wants me to drive this ould
shandredan and herself in it, for a couple of
hours a day, about the Circular Road. I'm to get
£26 a year, with. best of good eatin' ; a fine shoot
of clothes like a gentleman, and a man to mind
the horses into the bargain !"
" That's all 'very good, Tim," replied the worthy
doctor, "but I never knew you were a driver."
"No more I was'nt," said Tim.
" Then how could you undertake to drive a
carriage with a lady ?' asked the doctor.
" Why, your honour," replied Tim, " I have
j powerful courage and great nerve, and that will
do it all, if you only recommend me."
" Yes, but the first question she will ask me is,
Can you drive ?' and you know I could not think
of telling a lie."
Tim scratched his head, then looked up at the
clouds, and then on the ground ; he mused for a
moment, and then turning to the doctor, he said,
" I have it, yer honour—l have it."
"Well, Tim, how can I get over the difficulty?"
" I have it," cried Tim, in an extension of
delight; and looking the worthy doctor in the
face, he said, " Yer honour, I was a driver to the
quit-rent man in Kilkenny for seven years, that
will do !"

The doctor, who was not only fond of a joke,
but could make a good one occasionally, laughed
heartily at the discovery made by Tim—the idea
quite tickled his fancy, and, after some time,
putting on a grave countenance, he said :—" Very
well, Tim ; you may refer the lady to me, and I
will recommend you." Tim immediately disap-
peared, when the doctor again burst out laughing,
and for several minutes he muttered to himself—
" Driver to the quit-rent man ! Driver to the
quit-rent man ! " The doctor went out to visit his
patients, and Tim departed to visit the " ould
lady" in Fitzwilliam-square.

( To be continued.)

WHAT MR. SPURGEON SAW ON THE
CONTINENT, AND HIS OPINION OF
THE POPE'S IRISH BRIGADE.


On Tuesday last a considerable number of persons
assembled in the tabernacle now iu course of erection, I
near the Elephant and Castle, Southwark, to hear an
account of the Rev. C. H. Spurgeon's tour on the Con-
tinent, the object being to obtain funds to proceed with
the undertaking.
Mr. Spurgeon having announced that he would not
begin until £l,OOO had been collected, by about seven
o'clock £960 was raised, and he then delivered his nar-
rative. He had, he said, received offers from two well-
known publishers to issue a book, containing a descrip-
tion of his journey ; but the fact was, he had taken no
notes. However, he would give them a few rough
sketches. In the vessel which took him to Antwerp were
a number of Irishmen, who were going out as the
Pope's Brigade. He felt thankful to the captain
for taking such a lot out of the country. They
were the most irregular-looking brutes he ever saw,
and the captain said they were not fit to cut up for
mops. They had the smallest amount of luggage
vessel ever carried with pussengers—among the whole
lot there was not more than one pocket-handkerchief and
some cold potatoes. At Aix-la-Chapelle he saw some
more of the Pope's Irish guard, and a beautiful lot they
looked. They seemed as if it would be necessary for
others to guard them soon. He hoped the day would
come when Ireland's brave sons would find a nobler
occupation than the attempt to prop up a rotton throne,
which he prayed might fall, and might Garibaldi be the
means of shaking it. This observation was received by
the audience with repeated rounds of applause. Mr•
Spurgeon proceeded to give cursory notes of the chief
facts of interest in his tour, many of his remarks exciting
loud laughter. Antwerp he considered the most religious
place on the face of the earth, in a bad sense--it
was full of Virgin Marys and superstition. He sari
articles for sale there which were horribly indecent and
vulgar. He blushed to recollect them. In Belgium he
was glad to find that Louis Napoleon was much dir
liked. He thought the day would come when the
people of this country would regret that they had
not allied themselves to Prussia instead of to Freliee•
Our natural alliance was with a Protestant and free
country, united to us by ties of marriage, and not with
tyrant. Brussels did not please him much, but there
was a man preached a sermon there in a Catholic church
which gratified him. Throughout the country the
women did the work while the men looked on Oa
smoked their pipes. Had he (Mr. Spurgeon) been cue
of the strapping women he saw at work, and had the
husband been sitting down smoking his pipe, he would
have broken any Act which might be in existence for
giving two months' imprisonment to a woman WO
beat her husband. It made him quite indignant to fee
women sweeping the streets, and doing all kinds t
work. As to Boulogne he never wanted to go there
again. He had a more vivid recollection of what he
smelt than what he saw. Every half yard gave some'
thing more terrible than he had ever smelt before,—Ile
did not know whether it was Popery or not. At Bad
he went to see the gaming-table, and thought it the
most frightful spectacle he ever saw. Women sat uP
all night at it. He would warn people that the virora
thing that could happen to them at such places would
be to win. If they lost, serve them right ; but if they
won the Devil would have them.

Two DEAD BODIES FOUND.—On Tuesday morns
Mr. Humphreys, the coroner for East Middlesex,
received information, that as some men were walkia
down by the side of the river Lee they observed a blitel;
bundle floating, and on going to it with a boat thel
were horrified at discovering it to be the body of a mall'
shell was procured, and the body was conveyed t°
Hackney Workhouse to be owned, and the inquest held;
—Another body of a respectably-dressed man was foul°
in the Thames, near Victoria Docks. Tht body Os
conveyed to the Bell and Anchor Taven, Plaistow, fot
the inquest to be held, and publicity given
}o the dis°
covery of the body.

HORRIBLE DEPRAVITY.—A drf"adful case was three
days ago submitted to the Cour`„ of Assizes of the Aisne
An entire family named RP,'Jert, consisting of the father
and mother and that'. son and daughter, the two latter
aged respectively 38 and 25, were accused of four agog
of infanticide They lived in the village of Proavais,
it was h matter of general notoriety that the brother s"
sister maintained, with the full knowledge of the pareots'
an improper intimacy, and that the result of it was the
birth of several children, all of whom mysteriously die'
appeared. At length the scandal became so great that
the judicial authorities instituted an inquiry, and theA
the young woman made the horrible confession that Or
10 years she and her brother had lived together as mozz
and wife, that she had borne no fewer than seven chit'
dren, and that four of them had been strangled imme'
ately after birth by the brother, with the consent 0'
herself and mother, and in their presence. As to the
other three children, two she said were born dead, 06
the third is now living, seven years old. The dead bodie*
she added, were buried in the garden, and there the
bones of three were found. Although the woman did
not accuse her father, it appeared impossible that 116
could be ignorant of these fearful crimes, and be visi
therefore included in the indictment, but the jury or
quitted him. The brother and sister and the mother
being convicted of the murders, the two former were
condemned to death, and the latter, on account of her
age, to hard labour for life.—Gdignani'v .ffeisenger.

NEW INVENTION.—THE New FOUNTAIN greats
annoyance than a had steel pen can hardly be met with---the
difficultyis to get a good one. Amongst the recent improirr,
mttheea
new " fountain pen," just introduced by Rudhsl'
and Co., is the best we have ever seen. By a simple but effer
tive contrivance the ink is retained in a fountain, by means
a second inverted barrel, above the writing nib, and this bar'',
can be taken out at any time, so the pen can be kept perfectlf
clean without any chance of being corroded. Another feat
in this pen is,
that one dip in the ink will last for five =dilute':
quick writing. The pen itself is of the finest description, 07,
m merchants' offices, banks, and indeed in every place, it
be found to fill a want felt by every one up to this tirse. 11.9
have tried this splendid pen, handed to us by Mr. E. T. NO'
South John-street, and can pronounce it perfect, and we 10
sure all who use it will give a full verdict in its favour,

HOLLOWAY'S OINTMENT.—Blotches, pimples, dry eruptions'
and all irritations of skin, soon pass away before the action -
this extraordinary Ointment, which prOduces its effects vial!
rapidity and certainty never experienced in the case of OP,
other medicine in the world. Many of the ordinary eruption'
are caused by suppressed perspiration, and as this penetrating'
unguent at once opens the pores and invigorates the absorbent!'
it disperses the inflammation by a double process. Any lsol
who is disfigured by cutaneous diseases may quickly remol,:
the blemishes and restore the skin to ita natural state. '„
requires no skill to use it right, and all that is required is that
it should be well rubbed into the parts affected.

i i
We are happy to quote the following interesting nforrnatioo
from Du Barry's report on cures without medicine by PI
Barry's Revalenta Arabica Food. Cure No. 4,208 ; servant 0,
Rev. John W. Flavell, Ridlington Rectory, Norfolk, of tie"
years dyspepsia, nervousness, debility with cramps,,spasin,,
and nausea. Cure 18,216: Dr. Andrew 17re, of constipatioo
dyspepsia, nerveui irritability. Cure 36,212 : Captain Alleo?
of epileptic. fits. Cure No. 1,609: Three years excessl
nervousness, with pains in my neck and left arm, and gener
debility, which rendered my life very miserable, has beet
r;;;diaally removed by Du Barr 's Revalenta Arabica Foot'.
,
Alexander Stuart, archdeacon of Ross, Skibbereen. [l9'l.
Let invalids avoid the fearful dangers of spurious and injuriol:
imitations offered under a variety of false pretences. Nevin
imitations are prohibited by the High Court of Chancery arises
a penalty of £5.000 against Alfred Hooper Nevill and I''
agents; and the pretences that Nevill has a patent for Arabi
Food, and that Du Barris are connected with such patent el"
utterly false. No canister is genuine without the name Barll
pu Barry 64 Co, 77, Regent-street, in mull, on the seal al,.
wrapper. Shopkeepers who attempt imposition in one article
must expect to b, distrusted in all others. Packed in Vossi:
Is. 2d. ; 1 lb. 2s. 9d. ; 21b. 4s. 6d. ; 51b. lls ; 121 b. /28. ; 2"'
40s. The 12 lb. and 24 lb. canisters are sent carriair,
free on receipt of Post-office Order by Barry Du 13aa!
and Co., 77, Regent-street, London ; Fortnum Maso,
and Co., and through all graters and chemists: Agel3l,
in this district :---Nixon & Thew, 1, Castle-street.; T. Low;
Kirkus ; Forsyth ; F. G. Jones, 5, Paradise-street ; R. Sumner
& Co; H. 3, Alpass ; E. Pearson & Son ; J. Oliver; W. Cross'
Sharp, Higgins, & Co ; Clay & Abraham, 37, Bold-street ; Evail
Sons. & Co., wholesale agents; John Beynon ; ThomPs°n•c,
Capper; J. Strawson, druggist; G. Bramwell. & Son;
Bromlow, 1, Loudon-road; Isaac Woodville, tea deale:r
Raimes & Co., wholesale druggists ; F. Staveley,' druggi-q_
Price-street ; T. D. Walker, Ranelagh-street ; J. H: ifacce_7
72, Dale-street ; Hingston, druggist, Bold-street ; }Jew' 4'
Middleton ; Gilbert Brothers ; J. Crnice Grace &
G. Barber, 21, Great George-street, Birkenhead; T. fo
druggist; B. J. Candler; J. Dutton; J. E. Hargraves,
sanders & Co.; C. Jones; J. Green.

, 1.10.
WALTER. LIENAY PEAT, 0' 1,0
, Printedw ande slWesley-street,
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tPublishedree in bythe Parish of Torteth-park, at ..of
Printing Establishments--3, Barntswmx-sruzza• teorner -
Castle-street), and 40, LEIGH-STREET. LiverpooL •
AUGUST 23, 1860.