The daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1848-1851, 1851-11-27
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by her own intercession with him; il was pecu.
liar whine from the mastif, which was chained |
near the lodge gate, that had arrested his attention.
He slepped out. The black clouds which over |
hung the moor had broken, and the moons light |
struggled between them. I .l. A."
The tall and naughty man stood erect in the |
breeze and listened Another moment, there was |
shot, and he fell headlong upon the broad steps
on which he stood: His wife spIang with piercing
shrek from the door, and fell on his corpse. A
crowd Of servants gathered about them, making |
wild lamentations, and breathing vows Of ven
gsancs. The murdered master and the wife were
borne into the house.
The heron scared from its lofty perch, and
wheeled with terrified wings through the night air.
The servants armed themselves and rushing fn.
rOusly from the house, traversed the surrounding
manes Of trees. Fierce dogs were let loose, and
dsshed ffantcalIy through the thicket.. All was,
figures, with blackened faces, stealing away
often on their banda and knees-down the hollOws
Of the moorlands towards the village; where the
two Irish horsemen had. in the first dusk ofevening,
tied their lean steeda to the old elder bush. ,.
Near the mansion no lurking assassin was 10 be
found. Meanwhile two servants. pistol in hand, on
a couple Of their masters horses, secured hill and
dale. The heron, sailing soemnly on the wind
above, saw them halt in = little town. They thun-
dered with the butt ends of their pistols on door
IN the principal street Over it there was coffin
shaped board displaying painted crown, and the
big g-iettered words. Police Station" The mount
ed servants shouted with might and main. A night.
capped head issued from chamber easement with
=" w hat is the matter?"
"Out with you, Police out with all your
strength, and lose not moment; Mr. Fitz Gibbon,
Of SPoreen, is shot at his own door"
The easement was hastily clapped to, and the
street; now flooded with the moon light. Heads
full Of terror were thrust from upper windows to
inquire the cause Of that rapid ealiopng but ever
too late. The two men held their course up .
steep bill outside of the town, where stood vast
building overloskng the whole place. Ii was the
barracks. Here the alarm was also given. = 77s
In less th6n an hour, a mounted troop Of police
in ohve green costume with pistols at holster,
sword BY side, and csrbine on the arm. were trot-
l ting brisky out of town, accompanied by the two
messengers, whom they piled with eager ques-
tions. These answered, and sundry Impressions
vented, the whole party increased their speed, and
| went on, mile after mile, by hedgerow and open
moorland, talking they went.
Before they reached the house of Sporeen, and
near the village where the two Irish horsemen had
opped the evening before, they halted, and formed
| themselves into more orderly array. A narrow
gully was before them on the road, hemmed in on
each side by rocky sleeps here and there overhung
with bushes. The cominandant bade them be on
| their guard, for there might be danger there. He
was right; Tor the moment they began to tIot
| through the pass, the flash and rattle OF firearms
from the thickets above saluted them followed by
wild yell In second, several of their number
lay dead or dying in the road. The fire was
returned promptly BY the police but it was at
random for although another discharge, and another
howl, announced that the enemy was still there,
no one could be seen. The head OF the police
commanded his troop 10 make dash through
| the pass; for there was scaling the heights from
this side the assailants having wary posted them
selves there, because at the foot Of an eminence
were stretched on either hand impossible bogs
The troop dashed forward, firing their pistols a,
they went; but were met by such deadly dis
| charges OF firearms as threw them into confusion
killed and wounded several of their horses anc
made them hastily retreat
There was nothing for it, but to await the ARR
val OF the cavalry; and 1t was not long before the
clatler OF horses hoofs and the ringing of sabre
were heard on the road. On coming up, the troo(
OF cavalry, firing to the right and lett on the hill
sides, dashed forward, and, in the same instant
cleared The gully in safety; the police having KEEP
their side OF the pass. La TACT, not single sho
was returned; the arrival OF this strong force hav
ing warned the insurgents to decamp. The cavalry
In full charge ascended the hills, to their submits
Not foe was to be seen, except one or TWO dyin,
men, who were discovered by their groans.
The moon had been ior lime quenched in
dense mass of clouds, which now were blown aside
by a keen and cutting wind. The heron, soarin,
| over the desert, could now see gray.coated mel
flying in different directions the shelter of ,h
neighboring hills. The next day he was startle,
from his dreamy reveIles near the moorland stream
| by The shouts and gaoping Of mingled police an,
soldiers, as they gave chase to couple OF haggard
u | bare headed, and painting peasants
These We're soon captured, and at once recog
nzed as belongng 10 the evicled Inhabitants Of tn
o recently deserted village.
a Since Then, years have rolled on. The heror
+ who had been startled from his quiet haunts, b
these things, was still dwelling on the lofty Ire
1t with his Kindred, by the hall OF Sporeen. He ha
reared family after family in that airy lodgment
e spring after spring came round but no family, a
n ter that fatal lime had ever enanted the mansol
OF | The widow and children had flew from it SO soo
g. as Mf. Gibb0n had been laid in the grave IT
10 netlle and dock fOurshed over the scorched run
" | of the village OF Rathbeg: dark moss and wi
nj grass tangled the proud drives and walks of Sp
ID Ali the woodland rides and pleasure grount
ia lay obstructed with briars |; and young trees,
ar time grew luxuriantly where once the roller in
Ar rounds could not crush a weed the nmble froli
| OF the squirrels were now the only merry thin
,v where formerly the feet of lovely children 4,
sprung with elastic joy.
II The curse of Ireland was on the place. Lam
z lord and tenant, gentleman and peasant, each wi
Id the roots and shoots of many virtues in tbs
no hearts, thrown into false position by the mutu
at injuries of ages, had wreaked on each other t
mIseries sown broadcast by their ancestors.
r.. meath this foul spell, men who would, in any ol
,is or circumstances, have been the happiest and
ON noblest of mankind, became tyrants and pc,
ck ants, who would have glowed with grateful aft
he uon towards them, exuIted in being their ass
ile sins. As the traveller rode past the decaying hs
no the gloomy woods, and waste black moorlands
lis Sporeen, he read the riddle of Irelands fate, a
ur asked himself when the Gdipus would arise
.t | solve il.
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