The Kanzas news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1857-1859, 1857-09-19
An Irish Highwayman.

Doctor W, the Bishop of Cashel,
having occasion to visit Dublin, accompa-
MED by his wife and daughter, determined
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 post
chaise, and the unbroken gGrrORs used for
drawing these lazy vehicles.
One part of his route was through wild
and mountainous district and the BJhop,
being very humane and considerate of his
cattle, made a point of quitting his carriage
at the foot of every hill, and walking to the
top. On one of these occasions he had loi-
tered to look at the extensive prospect, in
dulging in reyerie upon its sterile appear
ance and the change that agriculture might
produce, and in so doing suffered his family
and servants to be considerably in advance j;
perceiying this he fastened to make up for
lost time, and was stepping out with his best
speed, when a fellow leaped from behind 4
heap of loose stones, and accompanying the
flourish of huge club with demoniac
yell, demanded '.money!'' with ferocity
of tone and manner perfectly appalling.
The Bishop gave the robber all the silver
he had loose in his pocket, hoping that it
would satisfy him but he was mistaken,
for no sooner had the ruffian slowed it away
in capacious rent in his tattered garment,
than with another whirl of his bludgeon,
and an awful oath, he exclaimed:
''And is it with the likes of this Pm after
letting you off =? few paltry tin-pennies
It's the gould I'll have, or I'll spatter your
brains. Arrah, don't stand shivering and
shaking there, like Quaker in the ague, but
lug out your purse, you divil, Immediately,
or I'll bate you as blue as a milestone"
His lordship most reluctantly yielded his
well-filled purse. saying in tremulous ac-
cents, ssMy good fellow, there it is-don't
Ill use me; I've given you all, pray let me
depart
..Fair and softly, if you phase; as sure as
I'm NOT good fellow, haven't done with
you yet must search for your note-case,
for III engage you have few bits of paper
payable at the Bank so hand it over, or
you'll sup sorrow tonight
1t was given up; glance at the road
showed that all hope of assistance from his
servants was unasailing, the carriage had
disappeared, but the Bishop made an in
stinctive movement as though anxious to
escape from further pillage.
.'Wait while, or maybe l shall get an
CRY with you; hand over your watch and
seals, and then You may trudge."
Now it happened that the divine felt a
particular regard for his watch-not so much
from its being of considerable value, but be-
cause it had been presented TO him by his
first patron-and he ventured to expostuiate.
surely you have taken enough; leave
me my watch, and III forgive all you have
done"
"Who ax'd your forgiveness, you ould
varmint? Would you triie with my good
nature? Don't force me to do anything I'd
be sorry for-but, without any more bother,
just give me the watch, or by all that's
holy" seez
And he jerked the bludgeon from his
right hand 10 his left, spat in the horny palm
of the former, and re-grasped the formidable
weapon as though seriously bent on bring
ing il into operation this action was not
uaheeded by his yictim-he drew forth the
golden time piece, and with heavy sigh
handed it to his spoiler, who, rolling the
chain and seals round it, found some wider
aperture IN his apparel into which he cram
med il !; and. giving himself 2 shake to as