Literary cadet and Rhode-Island statesman. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1827-1829, 1828-04-26
PROVIDENCE.
CURRAN'S INGENUITY.

"Clubs Of London" the following story is
copied. 1t is exceedingly we'll told, and dis
plays an ingenuity which is not often parallel
led. We believe that it will better satisfy our
readers, than any thing wo could write, and
thus believing, we have gwen it place to the
exclusion of other matter, ofless interest. The
Irish character is wildly delnated in the
story and laid before the reader in all its ma
tive simplicity and lidicrous costume.
The best thing related Of Mr. Curran was
the following judicious manDuvero, by which
| sum was recovered from a scoundrel, in whose
| sate-kecping It had been laced by an unsus-
pecting countryman, who came to Dublin for
the renewal Of the lease of his farm. For this
purpose he had brought with him bank notes
for one hundred pounds, which were to bo
paid as tine.
Having taken up his quarters at an inn, he
requested the landlord to take care of his mon
ey for him, as no wished to 90 and look about
the city and treat himself to the theatre that
evening. Mine host readily undertook the
precious charge; but when, next morning, ,he
farmer had spruccd himself up to attend the
landlords levco, what was his astonishment,
| on asking for his money, to hear the vllainous
landlord deny any knowledge Of him, or his
hundred pounds.
BY the holy said he, you gave me no
money, and by the powers no money you shall
have back
Sure and it's not in arrest yo are, masthur?'
said the countryman, turning pale at the pros
pect of losing his treasure; then recovering
himself he continued with a smile expressive
of fear and doubt, Bad luck to your jokes at
this present writing make haste, man, and
give me tho notes. else I'll be late, and wont
have my lease signed at ALL
know nothing of you, or your lase,' said
the landlord.
'Oh murdhern exclaimed tho farmer, 'does
my eye sight desaiye mo, to hear the swnd-
ling tief going for to deny that gave him the
money, and that too, unknownst to any one,
for the entire safety"
It's yourself that's the swindlcr, to come to
AK me for money that never SEEM retOrted
mine host 'but publin's not the place for yo
to como and play your tricks in; take your
self off, ye robber, or by the holy I'll send for
| the police this blessed minute; and swear a
| highway robbery against ye, and have ye put
into Newgatc, and hanged for that same.
Tho poor countryman ,transiXed with aston
| shment and horror, was for some time unable
to reply, but continued to regard bis plumber
| er with vacant stare and open mouth. AT
| length he found words and exclaimed-'The
| holy Jasus keep me from all mortal SIN! Ounv
| hour to- tho f,lsc terry robbcr! Bot I'l have
| justice of yc, ye numbering tief OF the world
| There's law or justice, or judge, or jury to be
had in Dublin city
Having uttered his threat, lie pressed his hat
| violently down over his forehead, and clench-
| ing his hands in agony, rushed into tho street,
| the very picture of despair. After walking on
| for soma time the poor fellow bethought him
of making his complaint 10 one of the Judges
at the -Four Courts, the magnificent structure
Of which he had admired during his percgrin-
alton the day before, and where he had learn.
cd that tho sagcs Of the law sat daily for the
| administration of Justice.
| Although his Typographical knowledge Of
the city was very slender, he soon recognised
| the famous spot, and boldly entered the hail,
where he soon mixed with the throng of at
torncys, clients, witnesses, and barristers, that
paraded up and down; but seeing no one who
was likely TO give him either advice or assist
ance, ho was about entering one Of the courts
| which was also greatly crowded: when an of
| icer told him IN an authoritative tone TO stand
| back. The former expostulated, but in vain,
| for tho man in Cficc, leaning that hc had no
business with the cause which was pending,
peremptorily refused to lit him pass. Seeing
| an unusual eagerncss and anxiety, however, in
| the countryman's Countenance, he inquired
the nature of his business; to which the latter
replied, wish, sur, to spake TO the Judge
about numbering robbery that -
| Pooh! poohH replied the officer, you must
not come here about murders and robbcrios; -
why don't you go the Magisraie''
The countryman responded with deep
| sigh 'sure it's myself that's stranger in Dub
| I'm, and | don't know the ways Of it, oh, what
| Al I,v I 4,
| signed at all; and must not show my face at
| Gallagher without IT. I'll be turned out Of
| house and home (herc the poor fellow shed
| tcars) 'and poor Norah and the dear chi!dcr
will be obliged to take bag and 90 out. The
| holy varg in and the blessed saints give them
their protection! But, clcnching his hands, SITS
| no use bodderng lbout Judges and magistrates:
| I'll 90 back this instant and tear the orange
| tiers heart out of his body; it's no more nor
he deserves; and if Pm hanged for the muir
| der sure its better than to be robbed en-
| tirely.'
The officers curiosity was excited by the
| violence Of the poor mans emotion, and ho
| enqured who it was that had robbed him.
Tho farmer replied 'hm sure as keeps the
| Carman's Inn, down there they calls Stoney
Batter
Officer But there are several Carmans
Inns what is his name!
Farmer His name sure is Rooney; don't
know his christian name: but that's whats
painted on tho sign Of the house.
Officer What Nick Rooney, that keeps
the King William o. Horse back by Takers! my
good fellow, you are fallen into ID bad
hands. Only com0 across old Nick and he'll
play the devil with yo Mick Rooney is tho
worst villain and tho biggest blackguard in all
Dublin city; and that's saying a great deal
any how. What has he robbed you Of
Farmer-'Onc hundred pounds bad luck
to the villain!'
Olicer-'What! hundred pounds! how did
Nick rob you ofthat sum-
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