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Stacpoole has done a service to English readers interested in Villon by showing that the Rommant was nothing of the sort, but was a little epic possibly witty enough on a notorious conflict between the students and civilians of Paris. One may accept the vindication of Villon's goodness of heart, however, without falling in at all points with Mr. Stacpoole's tendency to justify his hero.
I would not quarrel with Rossetti's version, however, if it had not been often put forward as an example of a translation which was equal to the original. It is certainly a wonderful version if we compare it with most of those that have been made from Villon. Mr. Stacpoole's, I fear, have no rivulets of music running through them to make up for their want of prose exactitude.
To their credit, be it said, as men of sense, they suddenly experienced an almost Caledonian respect for the "Sabbath-day," and after expressing their discontent with Mr. Stacpoole's inhospitable reception, turned about and went back whence they had come. This morning an orderly from Ennis brought out news of the arrest yesterday, at the Clare Road, of Mr.
There was no appearance of emotion in the speaker, whose collection of threatening letters is large and curious. His position was clearly defined. There was no longer any law in Clare. It was everybody for himself, and he would take care of himself in his own way. Mr. Stacpoole's situation is certainly extraordinary.
Stacpoole's property, if he perseveres in his resolution to "Dublin writ" the people with whom he has to deal. So the family at Spa-hill is broken up this Christmas; father and mother are both away where I should hardly divulge, but assuredly where their Christmastide will be passed peacefully, if not joyfully. Another gentleman of these parts is being severely "Boycotted," to wit Mr.
Stacpoole's harriers met there was a crowd assembled of men on foot and on horseback, and the huntsman was ordered by the fugleman of the mob to go home. Luckily Mr. Stacpoole himself was at Liverpool, winning races with Turco, or something serious might have happened. As it was, Mr. Healey and Mr.
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