Barbour County index., 1910-04-13

ton of tithes!
At Carrickshock, in South Kilkenny,
the tithe proctor, guarded by an army
of policemen, set out on bright, har.
vest morning to serve notices. Imme-
diately the little army with the 1.-THE
proctor was under way, the big chapel
bell In knocktopher began booming;
shortly after, that of Hugginstown an
swered 1t, and then other chapel bells
took up the strain. The people, snatch
ing up whatever weapons came near
est to their hand, scythe, pitchfork,
hall and canaan, hurried forth, and
conVerged upon Carrickshock. The
tithe proctor had just served one mo-
tlce IN Kilcasey, close by, when, the
crowd assuming great proportions, the
officer in charge of the police ordered
his party to turn and proceed home
ward. AS the little army entered a
boreen Qane) in Carrickshock on its
return journey, the people closed
around, and man named Power,
leaplng into the boreen, caught the
ohcers horse and demanded that the
1.-THE proctor be handed over to the
people. The officer-certainly a brave
man-drew his pistol and instantly
shot Power dead. Then the police, see-
ing themselves surrounded by an ex-
cited crowd, lost their heads and be-
gan firing in every direction. The
people, instead of being deferred by
this, furiously leaped upon the police
and the melee began. In very short
time the little army was completely
routed, leaving it's dead and wounded
in the boreen.
Eleven dead policemen were carried
to the house of neighboring Protes-
tant - Tennyson of Rockhall and
there walked and from there buried.
At least three of the people, Power,
Tracey and Whelan, were killed. Their
bodies were carefully concealed from
the authorities, and they were buried
at dead of night. The wounded either
fed the country, or lurked from house
to house, or from ditch to ditch under
cover of night, for months after. Regi-
poured into the locality, a reign of
terror instituted, great bands of peo-
pie seized and hurried to prison-aIl
of them having their freedom won for
them by O'Connell at the Kilkenny as
sizes six months later.
By that coup on that harvest Morn.
ing in the little boreen at Carrick-
suddenly summoned, had done for Ire
land what the great imperial parlia-
ment scornfully refused to do. The
process served by the proctor at Kill
casey that harvest morning was the
last tithe process ever served in Ire
land. And for this, all honor to Pow
er, Tracey, Whelan, and their brothers
at Carrickshock.
When 1 reached the country village
of Hugginstown where 1 found the u.s.
ual couple of policemen supporting
with their shoulders the usual police
barrack, sought for particular direc-
tions with regard to the battleplace
which l knew was close by l spared
the policemen the refined cruelty OF
asking them to show me to the place.
but of two young men whom 1 found
chatting at the mouth of a by-road I
enquired. These young men were, !
saw at glance, direct opposites in
character. One, who had bit of a
slouch, carried his hands in pocket
had hound at his heels, and was, !
| saw, an imaginative individual, and a
h11r, ,icf
ry twinkle under the lazy lids of his
half shut gray eyes. The other was a
pure materialist.
Are you for fightin'?' said the hu.
morist, when l enquired for the battle
ground.
I'm for f1ghtin," said 1, 'if there's
any fightin' to do.'
"Troth, an you're the lad we want, "
said the humorist, ''for we're blue.
moulded for want of a baitin', here.
| abouts.''
When they had told me the exact
way to Carrickshock, l suggested to
them that they should come along and
show me the spot, and tell me all
| about it. Come" said the humorist
to the materialist, "Come along!-
Faith he added, turning to me, well
go with you with heart and a half,
| if it's only to rob ye"
Pale faced and merry eyed, he
slouched forward with hound limping
! close at his heels, and he cracking
| Jokes as he went, and putting to me
bantering questions which 1 did my
| best to reply to in kind.
MY grandfather killed three there
| he said with a sudden gravity that
might have meant seriousness and