The Tithe-Proctor: The Works of William Carleton, Volume TwoCarleton, William
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The Tithe-Proctor: The Works of William Carleton, Volume Two
Carleton, William
Ireland -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
“You know, father,” observed Fergus, “I don't now nor ever did approve
of the system, or principle you pursue in these matters, and as I
will not join you in them, I can only say if I do receive a government
appointment, I shall not owe it to anything personally unbecoming
myself.”
“Ah, you're young and green yet, Fergus, but time and expariance will,
open your eyes to your own interests, and you'll live to acknowledge the
folly of having scruples with the world--ay will you.”
“It may be so, sir; but I thank God the time you speak of has not come
yet.”
“Well,” continued his father, “now that we have talked over that matter,
read this;”,and, as he spoke, he handed Fergus a notice, evidently a
friendly one, to the following; effect--
“Hunda.
“Mr. O'Driscol.--It's said that ye're to goto Lisnagola on Shoosda next.
Now I tel ye there's a set upon yer life--don't go on that day, or it'll
bee worser for ye--any way don't pass Philpot's corner betuxt 2 and fore
o'cluck.
“A FRIEND THAT YEW WANST SAVED.”
“What do you think of that, Fergus?”
“Why, sir, it's a proof that you have friends among these turbulent
people. I hope you don't intend going to Lisnagola on that day; by the
way it must mean this day, for this is Tuesday, and the note or notice,
or whatever you call it, is dated on Sunday, I perceive. I trust you
don't intend to to-day, sir, and expose yourself.
“I shall certainly go, sir,” replied his father, rising up quite
indignantly. “What do you think I am? Do you think, sir, that
I--Fitzgerald O'Driscol, am the man to be intimidated by blood-thirsty
dogs like these? No, sir. I shall, at the proper time, arm myself, mount
my good horse and ride, calm as a milestone, past the very spot. D--n
the rascals! do they think to terrify me?”
“If the author of that letter does,” replied Fergus, “he is most
certainly mistaken;” and as he said so he looked significantly at his
sister, who smiled as one would who thoroughly understood the matter.
Just at that moment, Alick Purcel was seen approaching the hall-door,
and in a few minutes he joined them.
“Well, Alick,” said the magistrate, “all well at Longshot Lodge--all
safe and sound for so far?”
“All well, sir, thank you, and safe and sound for so far.”
“Do you know what I think, Alick?”
“No, sir.”
“Upon my honor and conscience I am of opinion, that it's something in
your favor to live so near to me. I act as a kind of protection for you,
Alick. I am morally convinced, ay, and have good raison to know it
from more than one quarther, that your father's house would have
been attacked long since, if it were not for the near neighborhood of
dare-devil O'Driscol. And yet these fellows like courage, Alick; for
instance, read that warning. There you see is a plot laid for my life;
but I'll show the villains that they have the wrong sow by the ear. I
have showed them as much before, and will show them as much again.”
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