The Washington times., 1902-10-26

masther enough when ye go to send
care of the passes. Be goin'. thin. It'u
take ye till sunset. Over there is the
ow River; folly it till It jines the Derry
an the Aughrim. an there ye are. in
the garden o. Cod" Dwyer lifted his
hat reverently.
Emmett wrung the hand of his faithful
friend and departed through the noun
tain passes. Deeming himself alone he
walked boldly on; but what were those
fitting shadows on the crags above him?
All, great, brawny Michael, No mother
ever watched over her first nurslins with
more solicitous care than you over Rob-
ert, the saviour. as in your whole heart
ed esteem he was.
Down. down to the foot Of Lugnaquii-
Ia tramped the ardent youth. No in
cident disturbed his tranquil way.
Arrived, at nearly sunset, at the con-
fiuence of the rivers. he beheld, seated
on q rude stone wall and writing on q
paper with his knee for desk. d.
minutive person whom he at once rec
ognized as Moore.
Running to him. with all the ardor VI
youthful friendship and the fever OF ex-
pecting important tidings. Emmett ex-
claimed:
"Ah. Tom. how good Of you to pay
me visit In these wildsr'
These wilds." echoed Moore. climb
ing down. from the wall, form the most
beautiful scenery of Gods great paint
ing. But. oh, Robert, what misery desc
crates the splendor OF It now!" He
shook hands with Emmett. "And still
more to come, as I see by that uniform
you are wearing! My dear Robert, will
you listen to kindly counsel and aban-
don your generous, noble, but imprac-
ticable plan?"
Moore" replied Emmet, "that you
mean we'll I have no doubt, but you do
not know all. Did deem my plans i'm
practicable I would abandon them"
| "They are," insisted Moore. Now I
have come all the way from London
specially to tell you this. The prince
admires you He admires dash. That
bold stroke of yours in gaining these
mountains gave you the benefit CT his
strong appreciation of oId-time knight
ly daring. He dreams of having a court
like Arthur's, poor fool. but no matter.
There is price upon your life. You
will be betrayed. You will die felon's
death in your youth, before you know
your prime. IL the older men tell us
true. All this IL you do not be advised
by me now.
ITO show you In what favor stand
| in court circles I have only to say that
I have rededicated my translations Of
! Anacreon. this time to his royal high
nesE And 1 have Just been appointed
registrar to the Court of Admiralty
| in Bermuda, at a comfortable salary.
But since coming into these mountains
to visit you am half inclined to forego
the appointment and spend few years
in glorifying the scenery and popular
izing the ancient. stirring music Of my
native land. There's the kind of patriot
am. Robert. While waiting here I
have penned a verse which I am going
to make the keynote Of my efforts for
Ireland Listen:
sweet Vale Of Avoca. how calm could rest
In thv bosom Of shades with the friends love
best.
When the storms that We feel in this cold world
should cease
And our hearts, like thy waters. be mingled IN
peace!
"Peace, That's what distracted Ire
land needs. you man of battle. Why
not give II to her? You can do 1t.
"It is what mean to do" responded
Emmet. wondering what all this was
leading to.
"Then make a sacrifice. Give up an
ambition which will be fruitless. Go
,o France or America until the prince
mounts the throne. and then come to
ENGLAND and surrender to him. You
have his promise of clemecy through
me. He admires you sincerely You
will be the pride of his court. his sir
1ancelot. Your example will make our
people loyal and happy. Only turn
,oyalist and Ireland is saved. and then
for life Of ease and pleasure. the
tourney field. the ball. the wine cup
and the sweet delights Of ladies' eyes!
Emmet thought of poor. lonely saran'
and sighed.
NO said he. "tell your prince thar
hope his reign will not be trouoieo
with ireland. A republic. full OF ror-
eiveness and friendship to his Kingdom
I must make it before can accept MS
invitation to his court, for which NV
tation I heartily thank his royal nign-
ness. and will avail myself OF II when
all the obstacles are removed.
..You are choosing between life ana
honor on the one hand. dear Rooert''
: ord death and obloquy on the other.
Listen. am writing history Oh
ireland. Unless you do as l beg you
I 70 do l cannot even mention in II your
q ,usurrection. Isn't that hard-to iose
even your rightful fame. and lose ~
bv the hand Of friend?"
Thomas. / think that 1t VIII be
necessary for the books to tell now
and nv what means Ireland became
free. but for my own glory in them J
care not. 1 am but the instrument oi