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FOR THE EXAMINER. LOVE OF NATURE.
Natore’s yoice has joys to woo. me: The wind-waved leaf is talking to me, Telling tales of Summer's glory:
Aga friend tells friendship’s story.
Robins chaunt from bush and spray ; And Rubby-Wren, in freedom gay, Sings a song that has no sorrow, Cheers to-day and charms to-morrow.
The wilding-flowers, in modest blow, The lilies, with their breasts of snow, And blooming rose on sunny lea, in native sweetness speak to me.
Stream, rill, and brooklet, singing, roam in merry waves with lips of foam ;
And woo as, with their lispings wild, They woo’d and won the wand’ring child.
Strew, strew her charms as nature will, The parted bosom saddens still ;
And though her charms are fondly dear, The pilgrim views them through a tear.
WERAND. 20tk July, 1850.
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(From Blackwood’s Magazine for February.] . ° 1 The Siege of Dunbeg ; or, the
Stratagems of War. 1
(Continued.)
While the governor continued to rage in this manner, his lady and daughter stood by without uttering a syllable, so -hunderstruck were they by his frantic vestures and astounding assertions. Lady Brabazon first picked. up the torn letter and looked at the writing; she was pale as a corpse, and dreadfully agitated. “If it be possible,” she said, “that ‘Theobald Verdon has forged Lord Oruiond’s sig- nature.” |
«“ Do not think so, dear mother! do not doubt Theobald Verdon’s honour. Fa- | ther, you are mistaken ; Theobald Verdon never forged any person's signature, nsver betrayed the trust of any one—he i incapable of an act so base; and if these be his men that are coming against ag, 1 will answer for it with my life, they are in rebellion against him, as well as against the King !” a
“Minx, do not Gare to justify him! {as he not already done what no gentle- rman of honour ought to do, degraded humself to skulk into my house in a dis- guise? It is he who leads these men, as sure as it is | who will oppose them; and aa gure as you, Lady Brabazon, once yoasted that you would stop Sir Theobald Verdon’s cannon-balls with your body, so aure you will be fairly challenged to put ‘bat boast in execution, before you aré an hour older!”
+ And if I be, I trust I know how to keep my word!” exlaimed Lady Brabazon wit great spirit.
“ And if this be he,” cried Lucy, who now beheld the near approach of the veweigers, “life is of no value to me, and { gare not how soon or in what manner I loge it‘
“Very good, ladies!” cried the gover- aur, “and, by my honour! if it conduce
othe’ safety of the castle, Pil hang ye horn out to dry, as I said before, aa fast ever your iaundrymaid hange out a pair ef rumpled petticoste!” So asyving, the astracted old geutiemen left the apart de-
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pipe of Cahill-na-pioba in front of the drawbridge.
“ Now, Lucy,” cried Lady Brabazon, as the governor closed the door behind him, “give over your trembling, and do as [| desire you. I have no idea of losing my life, nor of letting you lose yours, neither, my darling child; but I will make Simon Brabazon rue his taunts to me this Cay, if the feelings of either husband or father be still alive in his breast! Come here and listen to my instructions,”—but what instructions Lady Brabazon gave to her danghter, history has not further recorded.
In the meantime, Colonel "O’Dempsey and Sir Phelim O'Neil], attended by the latter chieftain’s train of gallogiass, were riding side by side through the Craggan meadows, having made their approach along thé eastern side of the Tullymore direct from Trim, without taking Dun- more ontheir route, a course which would have laid them under the necessity of passing the formidable morass in ques- tion. The breast of the Colonel was swelling with emotions of pride, excited by the intelligence which had met him while still at a distance of some miles, of his lieutenant’s complete success in trans- porting his troops and artiilery. “ By my hand of valour! O’Neill,” he said, point- ing to the formidable array of men and cannon which crowded the swelling slope before them, as they emerged on the open ground, “when I brought the clan Demp- eey to the assistance of the Catholic army, I brought no children to your aid. Look at that bog; may I never drink success to
{ the good old cause, nora health to Roger
Moore again, if it ain’t deeper by five fathoms than the Liffey at Dublin bridge, when the tide is full. By all the bells in [reland! there have been more droves of cattle lost in that bog within my memory, than would victual your camp for three years ; for though the summer be ever so dry, that bog is all the year round as soft as butter from the charn; and what is still stranger, by my hand! it is always softer, the dryer the season is; so that to
et across it now is next to impossible,
y reason of the hot summer we had this
ear.”
% T see the bog is deep and dangerous, Colonel O’ Dempsey,” said O’ Neill, some- what impatiently.
“ You may say 20, O'Neill,” replied the Colonel with infinite complacency; “I only wish you saw it a bit higher up; but that is not to my present purpose: you see those guns ?”
ST see the guns are heavy cannon, Colonel O’Dempsey ; twelve-pounders, as i have heard you say,” replied U’Neill.
“ By my hand of valour then, P’ve said s0, so often,” muttered the Colonel, rub- bing his eyes, “that I believe in my con- science it has grown to be the truth at last! But such as they are, O’Neill— and, by my hand! they are no trifles, as this churl of a Sassenagh hog shall short- ly experience—they have been dragged, every gun of them, right through the middle of that bog by the Kinel Dempsey this very morning! By your head, it is no lie!”
“[ do, not doubt your word, Colonel Dempsey; and ! admit that it 18 a very extraordinary exploit, and a most iinport- ant service, for which the gentlemen of your elan have my hearty thanks,”
“ Show me the man in Leinster that would do the like again, that’s all! They thought at Trim the thing couldn’t be done. Dar in’amin, they know little of the Kinel Dempsey that said zo! If ihe cuns were twice the weight—and, by my hand! I’ll verture to say that you hayen’t seen heavier mete! gince rou saw the
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alone twelves iiself; let me but say the word, and the kindred tackle to, and if they woulda’t pull them through the bog of Allen from the chair of Kildare to the seven churches of Clonmacnoise, at a single haul, may I never drink suecess—”
* Doubtless, Colonel Dempsey, doubt- less ; the service was a good service, and the men are active and strong fellows, [ grant; but | think you had better proceed to take advantage of their exertions, and not spend time in idle praise of them. | do not myself care to appear in this ad- venture; [ would have my presence jn this part of the couniry kept private. I shall, therefore, wait while you stummon the governor of Dunbeg; and as he shows a good force on his walls, [ would recom- mend you to treat for a capitulation on honouroble terms rather than ineur any unnecessary loss of men. I know these red-coats of old; they stand to their posts very manfully when pressed.”
* The churls. do show a good front, it is no lie; but wait till I vive them a salvo, and if they don’t run to their cellars as nimble as emmets off a sod of turf. may { never—” '
“Colonel Dempsey,” said O’Neill, somewhat ‘sternly, “if you drank to Mr. Moore’s health somewhat less deeply and less frequently, the success of the good cause would be much less problematical. Proceed now with your lieutenant to offer Sir Simon Brabazon honourable terms of surrender; if he refuse these, plant your battery against the curtain of his main rampart, and give the assault the moment a practicable breach appears.”
The Colonel, conscious of the rebuke, attempted no reply; but, riding forward with a white handkerchief on the end of his sword summoned Cormack Oge to attend him tothe gate of the castle.— “ By the hand of my body! you have done the work well, Cormack,” he said, as his lieutenant joined him. O’Neil! does not know what to make of you; he never knew of auch an exploit before: by all the bells in Ireland! if I’m not for ever obliged to you, may [ never—”
“Never say more about it. Colone] dear; it is more than that we would do for O’Dempsey, or men and pitchforks would be scarce with us.”
* A main heavy piece of work it must have been, Cormack.”
“ Middling, in treth; notking to com- plain of,” said Cormeck, with a careless air.
“ By my hand of valour! Cormack, al- though you may make light of such me- tal after the great guns of Athlone and Dublin—”
“Make light of them, Colonel dear! Oh, then, by virtué of my baptism, it is light enough I’ve made them, if you knew but all!” muttered the Captain.
“Though you may make light of the guns, and cal) them six-ponnders,” per- sisted the Colonel, eveing his battering- train very attentively, “I knew I was right from the first in counting them double that calibre at the least; that is the bore of a twelve-pound shot, if it be the bore of a two ounce bullet, as this churl who ig coming to parley on his drawbridge shali shortly be qualified to take his oath of! But confound it, Cor- mack, now that [ look again at the
uns—”
“ Colonel, the boddagh warden is gomg to speak to you,” cried Cormack; and the Colonel’s attention, which had fixed most suspiciously en the counterfeit can- non, was again trensferred to the knight, who had stoutly taken his stand on the opposite side of the ditch of Dunbeg.
“How now, Master Teague—Master Dempsey, that is--what seek vou at my door with battering cannon end an armed
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“Sir,” said the Colonel, drawing him- self stiffly up, “I came here not to answer churlish interrogatories, but to ask amho nourable question: Will you surrender the fort of Dunbeg, to be occupied by'me on behalf of the Catholic army of Ireland, on the terms of an honourable capitula- tion—I permitting you to march out’with all your arms and baggage, drums beat ing, ball in mouth, match lighted at both ends, and colours flying; or will you ra- ther taste a salvo from my guns, just by way Of a good-morrow to your nightcap, for old acquaintance sake >”
“T return no answer till I know with whom I treat,” cried the governor. “Whe commands this force ?”
“TI command this simple battery of eighteen pounders,” replied the Colonel with an irresistible swagger, “Let that snffice for the present, Master Saxon.”
**f see your commander on horse-back in the rear,” cried Sir Simon, “and Tam not surprised that he should be eshamed to stiow Kis face in front. Tell him’ he is a traitor and a coward, a liar anda pol- troon; and for yourself, Master Teague, you may fall to with your eighteen poun- ders, as Soon as you have a mind!” So saying, Sir Simon withdrew through the narrow opening of the gate out of whieh he had issued.
“ Teague, Teague!” exclaimed the in- sulted Colonel, “clown Suxon, son of a hag! blow him to atoms! knock his bit ofa cashleen into smidhereens, | sey! Fire! sons of fortunate fathers ?— fire !”—
“Stop a bit, Colonel dear,” cries Cor- mack; “It would be against the rules of war to fire upon him till he is summoned in due form.”
“ Manim an diol! and haven't [ sum- inoned him to his heart’s content! what more would the son of a hag have? Haven’t I offered to let him off bag and baggage, ball in mouth, match lighted at both ends, droms beating, and colours flying as all directed by O’ Neill himself, and hasn’t he called me Teague for ty paitis? ‘Teague to my teeth, Cormack. O’Dempsey '—fire, I say; if you have any regard for the honour of your clan, fire !”
* (olone!,” said Cormack, “it’s little O’Neill knows of the real art of war; though I say it that may be oughtn’t to ‘say it, or he’d never ask the captain of your battery to bring disgrace upon him- selfand his people, by firing upon a fort before it hud been summoned, according to the real old and regular form preseri- bed by King Brian Boru, in his military tactics, and practised in all the famous breaches that valiant general fonght against the Danes.”
“By my hand of valour! Cormack,” exclaimed the Colonel reddening to the eyes, “if f thought O'Neill had wilfully put wrong words into my mouth"—~
“ Never take it to heart, O’Dempsey,” said the captain of the artillery; “it ie plain he knew no better, and could not mean to put an affront upon any one: #0 do you just stand to one side fora minute and give me the white handkerchief till | show vou how to summon a fort in style!” With that Captain Cormack :noved slow- ly forward with the flag of truce to the edge of the ditch, muttering as he went, “© blessed Kieran! stand to me thie once; and, if throngh your bounteous assistance, my invention gets me prosper- ously through without exposing the kin- dred to disgrace, { vow to keep your high alter at Clonmnacnoise in candles of white wax from this till Easter come a twelve month.” In confirmation of which reso
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