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The gallows at Limerick continued for years after to be fed by Darby with victims for this crime; and several hundred were transported, or went into voluntary banishment on account of this fearful butchery. The writer of this knew well, and was at school with the secretary of the Court of Kilteely Hill.
"Darby, thry this again," said Reillaghan, offering him another bumper. "Troth an' I will, thin, for I find myself a great dale the betther of the one I tuck. Well, here's health an' happiness to us, an' may we all meet in heaven! Risthard, hand me that horn till I be goin' out to the barn, in ordher to do somethin' for my sowl. The holy wather's a good thing to have about one."
At any rate," he added, approaching the worthy preceptor, "take a spell o' this it's a language we can all understand." "You mane to say, Darby," returned the other, "that it's a kind of universal spelling-book amongst us, and so it is an alphabet aisily larned. Your health, now and under all circumstances!
"You told me a few moments ago, that you could not understand that message, my lord," said Darby quickly, and looking searchingly at the other man. Garvington grew a trifle confused. "Did I? Well, to tell you the truth, Darby, I'm so mixed up over the business that I can't say what I do know, or what I don't know.
"Had him like a judge in no time." "Oh, he would do it he could do that, at all times. God be wid you, Darby, till I see you in the evenin'. "Bannaght lhath, Denis, an' I'm proud we're as we ought to be."
With the exception of too much zeal in religious matters, his conduct was, in every other respect, correct and proper. To return now to Darby, whose steps have been directed, not exactly towards Constitution Cottage, but towards the spacious glebe-house of the Rev. Phineas Lucre, which brought him about a mile or two out of his way.
The Darbies were an old and respectable family of the Society of Friends, and a pair of the elder branches of it were the original "Darby and Joan," whose names are so well known throughout the whole kingdom. I had this anecdote from one of the sons of Mr. Reynolds, and have no doubt of its authenticity.
When I came into the kitchen in the morning, old Darby was still asleep on the settle, with his coat and trousers over him, a red night-cap on his head, and his half-bred terrier, Jess, chained with a chain he carries with him to the leg of the settle.
He did and in about half an hour came back with a face as long as my arm. I was sitting on the fire step cleaning my rifle and Wellsie sank dejectedly down beside me. "Darby," he sighed hopelessly, "wot th' blinkin' 'ell do you think is up now?" I hadn't the faintest idea and said so. I had, however, as the educated Bones used to say "a premonition of impending disaster."
"Very well, I will accompany you," said Margie, rising, and throwing on a shawl, she went out with them, followed by Mrs. Weldon, Alexandrine, and two or three other ladies. Leo kept close to Margie, trotting along beside her, uttering every now and then a low whine indicative of anticipation and pleasure. Darby produced a handkerchief which had belonged to Mr.
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