The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1857-08-19

appendages, and encase your locomotives
in proper garments, you shall have the
honor, sir, in less than two hours from the
present time, Of acting as my grooms-
man, E
The Irish Highwayman.
Doctor W, the Bishop of Cashel,
having occasion to visit. Dublin, accom-
panied by his wife and daughter, deter
mined to perform the journey by easy
stages. in his own carriage, and with his
own sleek and well fed horses, instead of
trusting his bones to the tender mercies of
an irish postchaise and the unbroken gar
roms used for drawing these lazy vehicles.
One. part of his route was through
wild and mountainous district; and the
bishop, being very humane and considerate
of his cattle, made point of quitting his
carriage at the foot of every hill and walk
ing to the top. On one of these occa-
sions he had loiteredto look at the extern
sive prospect, indulging in reverie upon
itsssterile appearance, and the change that
agriculture might produce, and in SO do
ing suffered his family and servants to be
considerably in advance. Perceiving this
he hastened to make up for lost time, and
was stepping out with the best speed
when fellow leaped out from behind q
heap of loose stones, and accompanying
the flourish of huge club with a demoni-
ac yell demanded "money!" with feroc-
ity Of tone and manner perfectly appal
ling.
s The bishop gave the robber all the sill
yer he had loose in his pocket hoping
that it would satisfy him; but he was mis-
taken, for no sooner had the rufian stored
it away in a capacious rent in his tattered
garment, than with another whirl of his
bludgeon, and an awful oath, he exclaim-
ed:
"And is it with the likes of this I'm af-
ter letting you off? few paltry tin-pen-
nies! It's the gould I'll have, or I'll spat-
ter yonr brains. Arrah, don't stand shiv-
ering and shaking tIa-e, like quaker in
the ague, but lug out your purse, you dew
il, Immediately, or I'll bate you as blue
as MILESTONE" u
Hise lordship most luctantly yielded
his well filled purse, saying in trem-
ulous accent: "My good fellow, there ii
is, don't ill use ine-I'Fe given you al, pray
let me depart"
"Fair and softly if you phase; as sure as
Pm not good fellow, haven't done with
you yet. ! must search for your note
case, for I'll engage you have few bits
of paper payable at the bank; SO hand ii
over, or you'll sup sorrow tonight"
It was given up; glance at the road
showed all hope of assistance from his ser.
vadts Was pnavailing, the carriage had
disappeared, but the bishop made an in.
stinctive movement as though anxious to
escape from further pillage.
await awhile, or may be / shall get an.
CRY with you; hand over your watch and
seals, and then you may trudge."
Now it happened that the divine felt Q
particular regard for his watch-not SC
| much from its being of considerable value
but because it had been presented to hin
by his FIRST patronage and he yentured tt
expostulate.
"Surely you have taken enough; leave
me my watch, and I'll forgive you all yor
have DONE"
"Who ax'd your forgiveness, you ouli
varmint? Would you triAe with my good
nature3 Don't force me to do anything
I'd be sorry for-but, without any more
bother, just give me the watch, or by al
that's holy"
+ And he jerked the bludgeon from his
right hand to his left, spat in the horny
palm Of the former, and regrasped the for
miiable weapon as though seriously ben
on cringing it into operation. This actor
was not unheeded by his victim -he drew
forth the golden timepiece and, with {
heavy sigh, handed it to his spoiler, who
trolling the chain seals around it, foune
some wider aperture in his apparel, int
which be crammed it; and, giving himsel
q shake to ascertain that it had found, b,
Its own gravity, . place of safety. he said.
"And now be off wild you, and thanl
the blessed saints that you leave me with
tout scratch on your skin, or the value 0
your little finger hurt"
j 1t needed no persuasion to induce. th
q bishop to turn upon the despoiler. 0
| his worldly goods and haYing no weigh
Ito carry, he set off at whats equestrian
term ehand canteri;n scarcely, however
had he reached the middle of the precipit
Iuous road, when he perceived his persecu
tor running alter him. He endeaEored t
lredouble his speed, Alas! what chanc
had he in a race with one whose muscle
were as strong epd elastic as highly-tem
pered steel?
Stop, you nimhle-fpeted thief of th
Eworld!n roared the robber, isstop. I tel
lyou! ! have a parting woFd with 70
yet. sS
The exhausted and defenceless clergy
man finding it impossible TO continue. hi
fight, suddenly came to astand-still Th
fellow approached, and his face, instead {