The Inn at Munich Lorrequer on Parade Nicholas Announcing Miss Betty O’Dowd’s Carriage The Sentry Challenging Father Luke and the Abbé The Supper at Father Malachi’s Mrs. Mulrooney and Sir Stewart Moore Lorrequer Making His Escape From Col. Kamworth’s Mr. Cudmore Filling the Teapot Dr. Finucane and the Grey Mare Lorrequer Practising Physic Mr. Burke’s Enthusiasm for the Duke of Wellington The Passport Office Lorrequer as Postillion Mr. O’Leary Creating a Sensation at the Salon des Etranges Trevanion Astonishing the Bully Gendemar Mr. O’Leary Charges the Mob Mr. O’Leary Imagines Himself Kilt Harry Proves Himself a Man of Metal Mr. O’Leary’s Double Capture Mr. Malone and Friend Lorrequer’s Debut at Strasburg The Inn at Munich Arrival of Charge d’Affairs To Sir George Hamilton Seymour, G.C.H. &c. &c. My Dear Sir Hamilton, If a feather will show how the wind blows, perhaps my dedicating to you even as light matter as these Confessions may in some measure prove how grateful I feel for the many kindnesses I have received from you in the course of our intimacy. While thus acknowledging a debt, I must also avow that another motive strongly prompts me upon this occasion. I am not aware of any one, to whom with such propriety a volume of anecdote and adventure should be inscribed, as to one, himself well known as an inimitable narrator. Could I have stolen for my story, any portion of the grace and humour with which I have heard you adorn many of your own, while I should deem this offering more worthy of your acceptance, I should also feel more confident of its reception by the public. With every sentiment of esteem and regard, Believe me very faithfully yours, THE AUTHOR. Bruxelles, December, 1839. PREFATORY EPISTLE. Dear Public, When first I set about recording the scenes which occupy these pages, I had no intention of continuing them, except in such stray and scattered fragments as the columns of a Magazine[*] permit of; and when at length I discovered that some interest had attached not only to the adventures, but to their narrator, I would gladly have retired with my “little laurels” from a stage, on which, having only engaged to appear between the acts, I was destined to come forward as a principal character. * The Dublin University Magazine. Among the “miseries of human life,” a most touching one is spoken of—the being obliged to listen to the repetition of a badly sung song, because some well-wishing, but not over discreet friend of the singer has called loudly for an _encore_.