Hurrah for the scanty meal! If served by th' ungrudging hand, Hurrah for the hearts of steel, Still true to this fallen land! Still true, though every hazard brings Some new disaster on its wings, Which o'er her last faint hope it flings. Hurrah, etc. Hurrah; though the gibbet loom! Hurrah; though the brave be low! Hurrah; though a villain doom! The true to the headsman's blow. As long as one life-throb remain, We'll spurn the tyrant's gyve and chain On gallows-tree or bloody plain. Hurrah, etc. Hurrah for that smile of light, Which like a prophetic star, Illumined the long, lone night Of the wanderers from afar. Give us for resting-place the rath, Give us to brave the foeman's wrath, So that dear smile be o'er our path. Hurrah for the mountain side! Hurrah for the bivouac! Hurrah for the heaving tide! If rocking the felon's track. Being apprehensive that our former retreat near Dunmanway was discovered, and that we would be looked for there, we determined to try another district, from which we might be able to communicate with her who had evinced such sympathy for us. We sought the house of a friend of hers, but found him so terrified that we could not think of forcing ourselves on his hospitality. He promised, however, to call on her and learn if she had any letters or other information for us. On our return, next day, he was somewhat reassured. He brought us a note from her, and letters from home. My comrade's was a sad, sad blow. Where he had most trusted on earth, his application had been coldly received, and his most unlimited confidence utterly disappointed. Money was forwarded to him from other sources; but the spirit that braved every disaster up to that, broke under disappointed affection and blighted love. For some time he refused to take another step, but yielding himself up to the agony of shattered feelings, he ardently desired to abandon a struggle involving nothing but the life he no longer desired to save. From my knowledge of the country, and other resources, he regarded my chances of escape as favourable, and his own presence as an impediment and a check. He was therefore anxious to relieve me of a burden, at the same time that he would free himself from a weight still more intolerable. In that he was mistaken. His imperturbable equanimity, and ever daring hope, had sustained me in moments of perplexity and alarm when no other resource could have availed. During the whole time which we spent, as it were, in the shadow of the gibbet, his courage never faltered, and his temper never once ruffled. The arrival of our enthusiastic friend, who had stolen to see us, revived his spirits, and her persuasions reassured his resolution. We drove for some time in her car, and after nightfall returned to the house where we had slept on the previous night. A