Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1890-03-22
MAGISTRATE O'DALY.
BY BARRY o'CONNOR-

Peery Costigan and his brother Ned
lived in a certain part of Ireland which
shall he name!ess. They were bailiffs,
and il their unpopular calling, by theil
ingenuity in serving writs, had won for
the mselves an unenviable notoriety.
Their DISCUSSES were so numerous and
their plans so craftily arranged that
they usually succeeded in cases where
nineteen out of twenty of the despicable
fraternity to which they belonged would
most certainly have failed. Their sue
cess was so great, indeed, that in the
cour. of few years they had amassed
quite a considerable sum of filthy lucre
but the risk they run was SO great that
they would often discuss between them
selves the advisability of retiring from
their profession and migrating to some
other part of Ireland where they could
settle down and live peacefully for the
remainder of their lives under an as
sumed name.
In fact their services had at length
proved so useful to the rackrenter and
the absentee that they were enabled to
command their own terms, aud would
never undertake a case under fifty
pounds. Whenever an agrarian agita-
ton occurs in Ireland it is not unusual
as many of our Irish readers will
readily admit-to hear of the Dublin
Castle authorities ordering the removal
of the police from one district to an
other, Just when they had been long
enough in one locality to make them
selves acquainted with IT'S state and
condition. At the period of which We
are writing many fruitless attempts had
beea made 10 "serve" Redmund ODaly,
the resident magistrate of Bally-.
ODaly was a man highly esteemed
by his tenantry, for, although he was
STEPPED to the lips in debt and diff
Guilty, he was never known to exact
arrears from the distressed.
Hi creditors were so numerous that
several efforts were made to serve him
with writs, as we'll as to arrest him.
Indeed, so often was he threatened by
the law officers of the Crown that he
gave the strictest orders to his faithful
servant, Matt Coogan, to allow no man
near the house unless he was known,
with the exception of the police, whose
uniform was a sufficient passport for
their admittance to the lodge.
While O'Daly was in this dilemma it
happened that the Ifeless body of a
bailiff was picked up near the strand
by some fishermen; and as the bailiff
was supposed to have been foully dealt
with, many a Woodworking, honest
peasant boy had to sleep behind prison
bars.
One evening nearly dusk a police
man, accompanied by person who was
evidently a prisoner, made his appear
ance and knocked at the door of
ODaly's residence.
ODaly on hearing the knock imme-
diately notified his servant, Matt
Coogan, to be on his guard.
"Niver fear, SIR" said Matt, as he
opened the window somewhat eau
tiously, when they sarve a paper on
you, sir, without my knowledge, I'm
thinking they'll have to ketch weasel
asieeo. What dye want, Mr. Police
man?" he asked, poking his head out of
the window.
Il want Mr.. O'Daly to back a war
rant" answered the policeman. Its
q pTesner here on suspicion"
O'Daly, overhearing what was said,
sent Matt back to tell the policeman to
stand on the hall steps with the pris-
oner fast in custody, for he declared
that there was no knowing but that the
policeman himself might have been
taken in and the supposed murderer be
nothing but a rascally bailiff in dis
guise.
The policeman said that as he was
mere stranger in the district, he had
not been aware of Mr.. ODaly's dread
of the bailiffs, but he pledged himself
that he would not allow the prisoner to
approach. O'Daly, having been thus
reassured, came to the window.
You're Misther Redmund O'Daly,
the magistrate, believe" said the po-
iceman, giving g respectful salute.
II am" replied O'Daly.
well, your worship" said the. other,
the prisoner in my charge seems to
correspond exactly to the description
in the Hue and CRY of the bailiff's al
legged murderer, an I wish your wor-
ship to back warrant, for think
We fc AdDOcO bAO AAoA VIC AS 4OOh4n
for"
"you are one Of the new policemen. 1
presumed" said ODaly.
Yes, your Worship. We only ar
rived in Bally- to-day, and of coorse,
as you happen to be the nearest magis-
trate, I felt in iooty bound to call on
you"
@You did right" said O'Daly. @but
as for your prisoner, watch him well.
You don't know what he may be. Here,
Coogan, go and guard the prisoner for
the policeman and I'll back the war
rant"
The prisoner appeared to be utterly
dumbfounded when seized by Matt
Coogan.
"Musha, then, Matt, and is it you
that's goin' to make presner o me,
too? Man alive, where's your uni
form?" he cried.
Thi. was staggerer for Coogan, foI
in the prisoner he recognized an old
and valued friend.
~Blue murdherp he exclaimed, aA
is my ovid crony, Mick Brannlgan,
that's the presner? You that wouldn.'
hove tho beark To kill a SPARROW, much