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Updated: June 4, 2025
What was life? he considered, and what he, M'Guire? What even Erin, our green Erin? All seemed so incalculably little that he smiled as he looked down upon it. He would have given years, had he possessed them, for a glass of spirits; but time failed, and he must deny himself this last indulgence.
The most crushing seizure of despair descended on his soul; and struck into abject dumbness, he stared upon the driver. He had not one penny. 'Hillo, said the driver, 'don't seem well. 'Lost my money, said M'Guire, in tones so faint and strange that they surprised his hearing. The man looked through the trap. 'I dessay, said he: 'you've left your bag.
True, thanks to the generosity of our supporters, we patriots receive a very comfortable stipend; I myself, of course, touch a salary which puts me quite beyond the reach of any peddling, mercenary thoughts; M'Guire, again, ere he joined our ranks, was on the brink of starving, and now, thank God! receives a decent income.
The editor was acquainted with Colonel M'Guire, Lady Cathcart's husband; he has lately seen and questioned the maid-servant who lived with Colonel M'Guire during the time of Lady Cathcart's imprisonment.
'No, you don't, said the man, alighting from his perch, and coming very close to the unhappy patriot. 'You're either going to pay my fare, or get in again and drive to the office. It was at this supreme hour of his distress, that M'Guire spied the stout figure of one Godall, a tobacconist of Rupert Street, drawing near along the Embankment.
Is M'Guire gone, or was it you that whistled? 'M'Guire is gone, said Challoner. The guide now struck a light. 'Ah, said he, 'this will never do. You dare not go upon the streets in such a figure. Wait quietly here and I will bring you something decent.
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