Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1855-11-21
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THE FOSTER BROTHER,S
r EV ENGE!
A THRILLING TALE.

Some years ago, there appeared in tina
periodical, the Dublin University Maya
zine narrative of the singular adventure.
of Hardness Fitzgerald, an eminent Irisf
roya!ist, who contrived to elude the strict
est search fer his person, after the battle
OF Boyne had all but annihnated his party
The narrative from which we propose tc
make short extract, purports to be writ
ten by himself, and commences with ar
amusing account of his living in disguise
in Dublin. 1t then proceeds to state
that, becoming anxious to join the wreck
of King Jamess forces in Limerick, he
ventured on travelling across the countr,
as a peddler; how, while on the way, he
had an interview with General Sars6eld
and received from him certain papers to
convey to the aahappy royalists; after
which, on pursuing his journey, he had the
misfortune to fall into the hands of some
soldiers and was brought before Captain
Oliver, leader in the ranks of his oppo.
nents. At this point we shall allow him
to tell his story in his own words, which
give one fearful idea of the cruelties
committed at that disastrous period of
Ireland
Unbuckle your pack" exclaimed the
corporal. Unbucklc your pack, fellow,
and show your goods TO the captain
here where you are"
| proceeded to present my merchandise
to the loving contemplation of the officers,
who thronged around me with a strong
light from the opposite window AS
continued to traffic with these gentlemen,
| observed with no small anxiety the eyes
of Captain Oliver frequently fixed on me
with kind of dubious inquiring gaze.
think, my honest fellow" he said at
last, that | have seen you somewhere
before this. Have you often dealt with
the military 2"
have traded, sir" said I, with the
soldiery many time, and always been
honorably treated. Will your worship
please to buy pair of lace ruffles very
cheap, your worship"
Why do you wear your hair so much
over your face. sir? ?" said Oliver, without
noticing my suggestion. | promise you
think no good of you: throw back your
hair, and let me see you plainly. Hold
up your face, and look straight at me
throw back your hair, sir !"
1 felt that all Glance of escape was at
an end, and stepping forward as near as
the table would allow me to him, raised
my head, threw back my hair, and fixed
my eyes sternly and boldly upon his face
| saw that he knew me instantly, for his
oouutanonoa t,,rnod no II n, h ~, Al
surprise and hatred. He started up. pla-
cling his hand instinctively upon his sword
hilt, and CARING at me with look so dead
ly that | thought every moment he would
strike his sword to my heart. He said, in
a kiad of whisper, Hardness Fitzgerald.
Yes, said | boldly, for the excitement
of the scene had effectually stirred my
blood; "Hardress Fitzgerald is before you.
know you well Captain Oliver-I know
you hate mel know you thirst for my
blood; but in good cause, and in the
hands Of God, | defy YOU"
You are desperate villain, sir,n said
Capt. Oliver; a rebel and murderer!
Halo there, guard; seize him!"
AS the soldiers entered, threw my
eyes hastily round the room and observing
a glowing fire upon the hearth, suddenly
drew Gen. Sarsield's packet from my bo-
som, and castingit upon the embers, plant
ed my foot upon it. Secure the papers!"
shouted the captain, and almost Instantly
was laid PROSTATE and senseless upon
the floor by blow from the butt-end Of
carbine.
| cannot say how long | continued to
be in state of torpor; but at length
having slowly recovered nay senses, |
found myself lying firmly handcuffed upon
the floor of small chamber, through a
narrow loop hole in one Of whose walls the
evening sun was shining. | was chilled
with cold and damp, and drenched in blood
which had flowed in large quantities from
the wound on my head. By strong eff
fort. shook of the sick drowsiness which
still hung upon me, and weak and giddy,
| rose with pain and difficulty to my feet.
The chamber, or rather cell, in which |
stood, was about eight feet square. and of
a height very disproportional to its other
dimensions, its altitude from the floor to
the ceiling being not less than twelve or
fourteen feet. A narrow slit placed high
in the wall, admitted a scanty light, but
sufficient to assure me that nay prison con
tained nothing to render the sojourn of
its tenant whit less comfortleSs than my
worst enemy could have wished. Ny first
impulse was naturally to examine the Sc
curity of the door-the loop hole which |
have mentioned, being too high and too
narrow to afford a chance Of escape. I
listened attentively to ascertain, if posi-
Bile; whether or not guard had been
placed upon the outside. Not a sound
was to be heard. ] now placed my shout