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Updated: June 21, 2025
'Here you beholds Lisbon, that wast city, or rayther what wos Lisbon after the great earthquake. See the ruins all around, and the women and children a screamin'; and the priests a-prayin' those men in robes is priests, papishers, like them Irish beggars. 'Hush, Owen, interrupted Mrs Prothero. 'Look, father, do look here!
"Well, man, what now?" "I never knowed such a thing in this here parish afore," began Mr. Stirn; "and I can only 'count for it by s'posing that them foreign Papishers have been semminating " "Been what?" "Semminating " "Disseminating, you blockhead, disseminating what?" "Damn the stocks," began Mr. Stirn, plunging right /in medias res/, and by a fine use of one of the noblest figures in rhetoric.
And as I prayed, I heard yet other lamentable outcries, followed in due season by the hollow plunge of falling bodies; and so perished these four miserable captives. "So perish all Papishers, Romanists, Inquisitioners, and especially Spanishers, friend!" "'Twas cruel and bloody murder!" quoth I, scowling up at him.
Answer I Spanishers, Papishers, the Pope o' Rome and his bloody Inquisition, of which last I have lasting experience, camarado aye, I have I!" "Ah?" said I, sitting up. "You have suffered the torture?" "Comrade, look at me!
Soon I overtook John Fry, and asked him all about them, and how it was that we had missed their starting from the hostel. But John would never talk much till after a gallon of cider; and all that I could win out of him was that they were 'murdering Papishers, and little he cared to do with them, or the devil, as they came from.
"Some fellow being whipped at the cart-tail," exclaimed the man of Devon, stretching his tall form to look over the heads of the swaying mob. "Two of 'em, friend; Papishers both," remarked a delighted citizen. "Oh!" exclaimed the younger wayfarer. The citizen pointed first to the right and then to the left. "Ruins of Greyfriars Monastery; ruins of Blackfriars.
Soon I overtook John Fry, and asked him all about them, and how it was that we had missed their starting from the hostel. But John would never talk much till after a gallon of cider; and all that I could win out of him was that they were "murdering Papishers," and little he cared to do with them, or the devil, as they came from.
Pestilent Jacobinical tracts, conceived and composed in the sinks of manufacturing towns, found their way into the popular beer-house, Heaven knows how, though the tinker was suspected of being the disseminator by all but Stirn, who still, in a whisper, accused the Papishers.
"In the library!" answered the old man; "nobody has sat there this many a day, and the room smokes, for the daws have built in the chimney this spring, and there were no young men about the Hall to pull them down." "Our ain reekes better than other folk's fire," said Andrew. "His honour likes the library; he's nane o' your Papishers, that delight in blinded ignorance, Mr. Syddall."
Stirn twirled his hat, elevated his eyebrows, jerked his thumb over his shoulder, and whispered, "I hear as how the two Papishers slept at your honour's last night." "What, dolt! do you suppose Dr. Rickeybockey got out of his warm bed to bung up the holes in my new stocks?" "Noa; he's too cunning to do it himself, but he may have been semminating.
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