"In regard of all that," says I bowldly again"To owld Nick I pitch Mortimer-and Docthor Den ;" Upon which the whole company cried out "Amen;" And myself was in hopes 'twas to what I had said, But, by gor, no such thing-they were not so well bred: For, 'twas all to a pray'r Murthagh just had read out, By way of fit finish to job so devout; That is afther well damning one half the com munity, To pray God to keep all in pace an' in unity! This is all I can shtuff in this letther, though plinty Of news, faith, I've got to fill more- if 'twas twinty. But I'll add, on the outside, a line, should I need it, (Writin'" Private " upon it, that no one may read it.) To tell you how Mortimer (as the Saints chrishten him) Bears the big shame of his sarvant's dismisshin' him. (Private outside.) Just come from his riv'rence—the job is all done— LETTER X. FROM THE REV. MORTIMER O'MULLIGAN, TO THE REV. THESE few brief lines, my reverend friend, By a safe, private hand I send (Fearing lest some low Catholic wag To tell you, far as pen can dare To laughter, wheresoe'er we stray; Just think, how worrying 'tis, my friend, Small jokes, like squibs, around us whizzing; And bear the eternal torturing play Of that great engine of our day, Unknown to the' Inquisition-quizzing! Your men of thumb-screws and of racks But modern torturers, more refin'd, With me to be a godly rover, With stings of ridicule all over; Had he but shar'd my errant lot, Much heed the suffering or the shame— As, like an actor, used to hisses, I long have known no other fame, But that (as I may own to you, No chance of something more per ann. To forge anew the sever'd chain, Ah happy time! when wolves and priests And five pounds was the price, per head, Though oft, we're told, one outlaw'd brother * "Among other amiable enactments against the Catholics at this period (1649), the price of five pounds was set on the head of a Romish priest-being exactly the same sum offered by the same legislators for the head of a wolf." Memoirs of Captain Rock, book i. chap. 10. |