The Sun.
London, England, 1835-09-29 00:00:00

IRELAND.

(FROM A DERRY CORRESPONDENT.)
THURSDAY MORNING, TEN O'CLOCK.—Everything is here
in a state of bustle, and the people are all upon the qvi vive,
waiting the arrival of his Excellency the Lord Lieutenant,
who is expected to reach this city about one o'clock. He will
be escorted into the city by a troop of the 14th Dragoons,
where he will be received by Lord Garvagh, the Lord-Lieu-
tenant of the county of Londonderry, who, accompanied by the
civic functionaries, the clergy, merchants, and landed gentry
of the surrounding district, will be in attendance to welcome
the representative of our most gracious Sovereign. There
will be no Orange mob, after all; the discretion and good
sense of the leaders of the party discovered, at the twelfth
hour, that it would be a clumsy way of evincing their loyalty
to offer personal insult or violence to the King's deputy—and,
moreover, in a place where the overwhelming majority of the
population are Reformers, it might not have been very safe
to have ventured upon so dangerous an experiment. A
number of the squirearchy have absented themselves ; but
this was requisite to make the triumph of Lord Mulgrave
perfect. The entire proceedings of the festival, lam told,
will be highly flattering to Lord Mulgrave, and calculated to
inspire the Government with increased confidence, by cal-
vincing them that all that is rational and respectable in the
north of Ireland are along with them. Mr. O'Connell dis-
played great wisdom and his accustomed acuteness in not now
visiting Ulster. In addition to many reasons which will strike
you as sufficient to have deterred him from accepting the hos-
pitable invitation which was transmitted to him, there is one
which will present itself with peculiar force to your notice ;
and that is, that it would have had rather a farcical appearance
to behold Mr. O'Connell treading upon the heels of the Vice-
roy, and would have given some colour to the falsehoods of a
base press.

FRIGHTFUL FACTION FIGHT-RIOT AND
MURDER.

On this day week, the day previous to the fair of Castle
Otway (county of Tipperary), two respectable farmers made
affidavit before Major Carter, stipendiary magistrate, residing
at Ncnagh, certifying that two factions were to meet at the
fair-green for the purpose of riot and bloodshed, and that it
would be necessary for the preservation of the peace, and the
protection of life and property, that not only the police but the
military should be out. According to these informations, Major
Carter deemed it prudent to proceed to Castle Otway with
Captain Manly,, and two subalterns and 40 privates of the 27th
regiment, when he was joined by chief constables Kitson and
Malone, and about 64 of: the constabulary. The militaiy, under
Captain Manly, were drawn up at Templederry, about 300
perches from the green; and Mr. Kitson having formed the
police in divisions, stationed them in the immediate locality
of the fair. In about an hour after these arrangements, a
dreadful fight commenced ; all was uproar, clashing of sticks,
flinging of stones, and yelling, and heads streaming with blood
were seen in every direction. In the street, in the attack
and re-attack of the contending parties, tents were levelled,
tables and barrels overturned, and women and children tram-
pled under foot. Mr. Kitson and 40 of the police flung them-
selves amidst the rioters, and though assailed with stones and
other missiles, he succeeded in dispersing them, and captured
seven of the ring-leaders. After the prisoners had been se-
cured in the barracks, a boy came up to Mr. Kitson and in-
formed him that there was a man lying dead in a potato gar-
den, within about three acres of the spot where he stood. On
his going to the garden with Major Carter and a party of the
police, he found a fine athletic young country fellow weltering
in his yet warm gore between two ridges, and apparently life-
less. His head presented a most awful spectacle; the brains
were protruding from an incisive wound over the left temporal
bone, made by a sharp-edged stone, and which was the cause
of instantaneous death. The name of the murdered man is
Dennis Moloughny. What made the scene afflicting in the ex-
treme was, that the father of the deceased, a feeble, hoary-headed
old creature, was sitting on the ridge, and was endeavouring
to lift the lifeless and hanging head to rest it on his bosom,
but being unequal to the melancholy task, he fell prostrate
on the corpse. On being lifted up his beard, chin, and the
front of his dress were saturated with blood. The crowd,
thronging from. every direction about the murdered mdivi-