The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1830-04-22

sops, and lived at Scullabogue, in Ireland.
Commissioner. At where?
Tim. At Scullsbogue, to be sure, your
Onor.
Commissioner. I'm afraid should split
my scull if were to have that name to re-
peat oftea.
Tim. Devil a split, your Onor, 'tisn't q
little thing that'd split that. "A laugh.)
Commissioner. Go Oh, il you please.
Tim. It's that will, your Onor. Lar
ry Fagan's father that's there; no, he's not
here neither, bekase he's dead; but Larry's
father comes in one day to my father that's
dead too; and says he, "Tim," for my faith
er was Tim before me, sis il yourself
that had lend'd me your gun to shoot old
grumpy;''that was the name ofa SOW ofhis,
your Reverence, because think she's dy.
ing of ould ngc, and I'D just put her out OF
her misery; "Faith, and to be sure | will,
says my father that was, but the devil
powder or shot have" Never mind that,
says old Fagan, God rest his soul, powther
or no powther, I'll be bound III do for her;
and with that my father gives him the gun
from off the mantel, where ! remember it
from the hour ofmy birth, and out he goes;
well your Onor, thought I'd folly him TO
see ths SOW shot, and out goes too.
Commissioner. What then he went to
shoot the pig without powder or shot.
Tim. It's truth you spake, your Onor,
und went to see him.
Commissioner. And did he shoot the pig
without ammunition
Tim. It's he that did. loud laughter
in court.)
Crier. Order order among them are
people as is laughing!
Commissioner. Go on, mr.. O'Reiiiy, il
you please.
Tim. Where was II You put me out,
and I forgot what was saying.
Mr.. Pagan, the defendant, here dryly
said ''liars ought to have good memories"
Tim. Turning towards Pagan, "Who
do you coll liar, you spalpeen? I'D be at.
ter painting your c0untenance tor fsr.
thing"
Commissioner. Not here, mr.. OR. if
you'll be so obliging. Go on, you please,
you were just shooting the pig wthoutpow.
der or shot.
Tim. So was, your. Onor, (aside--&
turning with scowl towards Fagan "your
soul to the gallows, wish had you in the
s.rect.~
Commissioner. Proceed; proceeds good
mr.. O'Reilly.
Tim. Yes, your Onor, where did you
say was?
Commissioner. You wero going to tell
us how tho defendants father killed old
Grumpy, Qaugh,cr)
Tim. Bad luck 10 that thief; he's quite
bewidered me.
Commissioner. Now, do 90 on, mr.. O..
Reilly you went out, you say, with Inr. Fa.
gan and the gun.
Tim. ] did, your Onor, and our dog
Scabby and we goes TO Fngan's hoggard,
pherc the poor ovid sowl was, aud so mr.,
Pagan goes up TO her, as she was lying on
her back aud he says to her, "God be good
unto me-" and with the butt end of tho gun
he gave her a blow on the head that stop
ped her, your Onor. and after that he Dor.
rye my knife, and, by the same token here
It is, (he produced an old pocket knife.) g.
;ut her throat-And so the devil q word
more she spoke.
Commissioner. My good fellow, what
has this to do with the defendent;
Tim. Whisht, and III tell you. Where
was ] 4? Well, so after he shot the SOW
Commissioner. Ho didn't shoe, her, bu,
Knocked he brains out, and then cut her
throat.
Tim. Well, that's the same thing, sure.
Commissioner. 1t may be in Ireland
but not in this country; bu. come to the
| point.
Tim. I'm coming us fast rs hors'd
trot-Well, your Onor, ovid Pagan took
| the gun home, and never returned it from
that day to this, myself came over to this
country to seek my fortune; and last Mar
tlemas heard as my father had gone 20
heaven, your Onoy the Lord be merciful to
him
Mr.. Pagan again interfered in his dry
way:-"Be my conscience if he's gone to
heaven, he's the last Of the O'Reilly's that
| will travel that road"
Tim. What's that you say, you-------? ?
Commissioner. Never mind what he says
but finish your evidence.
Tim. Devil word moro I've to say,
barIin one day, when went into l.arry's
room there, what should see but the same
ovid gun. Us my father .cnt to his father
aid which was never returned, and which
is my property because it was my fathers
before me; and it's for the value of that
same gun brought him before your Wor
ship.
| Commissioner. Is that all you've got te
say Mr.. O'Relly:
Tim. Ii is, your worship, and wha
more would you have body say?
} Commissioner Not word, YOU have
said enough. Now, Onrning TO Mr.. Lar
/ ry Fagnn,) what have you to say on thi'
subject?
Larry. Not much your Onor.
Commissioner. The less the better; how
do YOU account for the possession Of th
gun?
Larry. Aisy enough, your worship.
. Commissioner, Come let us hear-hay,