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In the meantime we shall leave them to pursue their game, and beg our readers to accompany us once more to the house of our friend, Fitzy O'Driscol, who, what between the dread of assassination on the one hand, and the delight of having a proper subject to justify him in communicating with the government on the other, passed his time in alterations, now of fear, and again of his peculiar ambition to be recognized as an active and fearless magistrate by the then existing powers, that were, to such as knew the man and understood his character, perfectly ludicrous.
Purcel found our pompous little man enveloped, as we have already said, in a most fashionable morning-gown and embroidered slippers, and at the same time busily engaged in writing. "How do you do, Mr. Purcel?" said he; "will you excuse me for about three minutes, till I finish this paragraph, after which I am at your service?" "Certainly," said Purcel, "I'm in no hurry, Fitzy, my boy."
Purcel far from it, I trust but you see hem the truth is, that to a man as I am, a magistrate trusted and consulted by government, and having, besides, to meet certain low prejudices against me in the country, here, I don't think I'm spaking of the magistrate now, Purcel not of the man observe that, but the truth is d m the word, for I don't think there's in the whole catalogue of names, so vulgar a one as Fitzy and be d d to it."
But upon my conscience, Fitzy I beg pardon, Mr. O'Driscol, I must say I think it great weakness in your worship, to let such a trifle as that annoy you." "It may be a weakness," said the other, "but before we go further, I make it a personal request, that you won't use Fitzy to me, and above all things, in the presence of strangers. I entrate and implore that you won't."
"It was formerly Mat and Fitzy between us, and I don't see why it should not be so still." "Hem ahem why it was, I grant, but then not that I am at all a proud man, Mr.
"Why, what kind of doctrine is this, Fitzy," exclaimed his friend, "especially from such a loyal man and active magistrate as you are." "D n loyalty too, Mr. Purcel, it's breakin' my heart and will break it I think I'll emigrate to America before they kill me here."
"Why, to tell you the truth, my dear Fitzy, I was a good deal alarmed when I heard of that ugly notice you got; but it's not every man would have borne the thing with such courage as you did." "Thank you, Mister Purcel, I feel that as a compliment coming from you; and by the way, I haven't forgotten to mention you with praise in my correspondence with the Castle.
The proctor laughed till the tears came from his eyes, at the dignified distress with which the great little man resented this degrading grievance. "Ha! ha! ha! and so," said he, "I'm not to call you Fitzy; well, well, so be it but I have been so long in the habit of using it in our conversation, that I shall, find it a difficult matter to change the practice.
Purcel and her daughters on horseback, directed his friends to proceed to the residence of the redoubtable Fitzy O'Driscol, who was by no means prepared for seeing such a number of Whiteboys about his house. Alick Purcel and M'Carthy also got horses, and as they went along, M'Carthy received from him a solution to the mysterious occurrences in which he had been involved. "Mr.
Th' man's not guilty, an' if ye don't want a few remarks printed about ye, that'll do ye no good, ye'll let him off. 'Don't pay anny attintion to what she says, Fitzy, says another lady. 'Her decayed newspa-aper has no more circulation thin a cucumber. We expict ye to follow th' insthructions printed in our vallyable journal this mornin'.
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