Smyrna times., 1858-07-22
Irish DroIlerv,


corder OF Bristol, is related by one of tine British
press. Having to appear for the plaintiff in the
case ofa winter assize at Clonmel, he " let in.
to" the defendant in no measured terms. The
individual Inveighed against, not being present
only heard of the invectves. After Barring
ton, however, had got back to Dublin, the Tip
perary man lost no time in paying his compll-
ments to the counsel. He rode all dav and
night, and covered with slcCt, arrived before
BarrlngtOn's residence in Harcourt street, Dub
I'm. Throwing the bride of his smokiBr horse
over the railing of the area, he announced his
arrival by a laundering knock at the door.
which nearly shook the street Barrington's
valet answered the summons and opening the
street door, beheld the appariton of a rough
coated Tipperary fire eater, with large stick
Under his arm, and the slect sticking TO his
tushy whiskers
"ls your master up!" demanded the visitor,
IN voice WEIGH gave some intimation of the
object of his journey.
"No," answered the man.
"Then give him my compliments, and say
Mr.. Foley (hell know the naIne) viii be glad
10 see him.
The valet went up stairs and told his master.
who was III bed, the purport Of his visit.
"Then don't let Mr.. Foley in for your life"
said Darlington, " for it is not hare nor brace
of ducks he has come to present me with"
The man was leaving the bed room, when
rough, wet coat pushed by him, while a thick
voice SAID, "by your leave" and at the same
moment Mr.. Foley entered the bed room.
Oh know my business, said he to Barring
ton =" have made journey 10 teach you man
ners, and IT'S not my purpose to return until |
have broken every bone in your body" and at
the same time he cut figure of eight with hls
shlllelah before the cheval glass
You do not mean to say you would murder
me in bed," exclaimed DANES, who had as
much honor as cool courage.
"NO," replied the other, but get up as soon
as you can.''
"Yes," replied DANES, " that you might fell
me the msment put my body out of the blank
etc."
"No," replied the other al pledge you my
word not to touch you till you are out of bed" "
"YOu won't !'
"Upon your honor %
"Upon my honor"
That is enough" said DANES, turning over
and making himself comfortable, and seeming
as though he meant to fall asleep, /" | have the
honor of an Irish gentleman, and may rest as
safe as though were under the castle guard"
The Tipperary salamander looked marvellous
ly astonished at the pretended sleeper, but soon
DANES began to snore.
"Halloa p says Mr.. Foley, aren't you CO.
ing to get up!"
"No," said DANES, " have the word of all
Irish gentleman that he will not strike me in
bed, and | am sure | am not going to get
up to have my bones broken. | will never
get up again. In the meantime, Mr. Foley, il
you should want your breakfast, ring the bell !;
the best in the house is at your service. The
morning paper will be here presently, but be
sure and air it before reading, for there is
| nothing from which a man SO quickly catches
cold, as reading a damp JOURNAL" and DANES
affected to go to SLEEP.
The Tipperary had fun in him as we'll as fe-
rocity he could not resist the cunning of the
counsel, Get up, Mr.. harrington, for in bed
or out of bed, have not the pluck to hurt SO
droll a heart"
| The result was that less than an hour after
wards, DANES and his intended murderer were
sitting down to IA warm breakfast, the latter
only intent upon assaulting dish of smoking
chops.