The Press., 1896-03-05

from college, but we did not undeceive the boys, who looked up to the old man with the awe that scholarship produces in the minds of the illitcrate.
 The next day met Kelley again not far from Shiloh church-this was two days before the battle-and to my sur prise, for he was now ill his sober senses, he spoke again of his ,ducation and wondered if he could not ''get a job in a northern college' if he went up that way. He regretted that age barred his being a soldier, for all his instincts were military. His father. captain ill the Eighty eighth COnnaught rangers, was killed at the battle of Waterloo. To his own constant sorrow and shame, his grandfather, a major of sappers and miners, fought with Cornwallis against the patriots under Washington. But it delighted him to know that his great grandfather on his mothers side was a prominent officer at FontenOy, where Irishmen for once had chance to get even with England.
 set the old fellow down, as did some of his own more cultured countrymen who came into contact with him, as harmless old humbug, whom the provost would ship down the river with lot of other useless creatures who swarm in the camps of an army ill some inexpli- cable way and despite the vigilance of the provost guards.
 Kelley had good but an untralned voice. Music was among his many pro- fessed accomplishments. He had had many a glass with Tom Moore, he said,. and he led his hearers to infer that the author of "Irish Melodies" was inclined to be jealous of his (Kelley's) lyrical gifts Lever and he were bosom friends indeed, he suggested Rory O'Moore" to the accredited author of that song, and at the urgent request of Lever he wrote all the songs ill ''Charles O'Mal- ley." I recall the words and the air haunted me for long time of a stanza of song which he gave as his own, and I am quite ready to believe that his claim in this matter was entirely cor rect. After describing in half dozen or more stanzas the departure of a young man and his sweetheart for Amer ica, he broke out with this-it is impOs- sible to convey an adequate idea of the air or the Imaginable way in which he divided or emphasized some particular word:
 As we were safely sailin
 For place called New-foun-lan.
 The wind it did blow ahead of uz,
 An it caused our ship to stan.
 The sailors ran along the deck,
 Aich thrying his life for to save,
 Sayin, 'Are we endoom-ed for to be en.
 toom-ed
 In doleful wathery grave?''
 That he did not sing his songs entire ly for the love he had for poetry we'd ded to music was shown by the fact that he went about with his hat at the con- clusion, and usually received generous reward.
 Two days before that awful Sunday morning when Albert Sidney Johnston burst into our unprepared and unsuspect- ing camps beyond Shiloh, Kelley, the Song Man" disappeared, and more se- rious things occupied the attention ot the soldiers who had known him. If any of his old patrons gave him thought il was to hope that he had worked his way north and secured a place as 8 teacher of languages in one of the best endowed colleges. Shiloh was fought. Defeat had been turned into victory. Grants star was suffering a partia, eclipse, and under Halleck and that gen. eral who was soon to become the laugh