they therefore sought it from heaven, and, prostrate on the deck, snatched the few moments they could call their own, to recommend their souls to God.

...Captain K, after kneeling a few moments, got up, and putting on his great coat, which he carefully buttoned up to the chin, said to me (I shall never forget the words)" now I thank God I am as ready to die as ever I was to go to hunt." One of the seamen only could be said to display either presence of mind or courage.

I asked the Captain if there were any hope.

"Small hope (said he) small hopes," jumping up and down, and clasping his hands like a frantic person

"Small hopes, you drunken ruffian," said Captain K-- (indignation overcoming every other feeling)" when the souls of these poor people you have murdered, arise in judgment against you, how will you answer it at the tribunal of God?" I repeated my question to the seaman.

Yes," he replied, "I think there is. I have tried the pump, and find that the vessel makes very little watershe may hold together till we get assistance."

He was, I believe, almost the only English sailor on board. There were several foreigners, and the Captain himself was a Welchman.

But, to have done with this painful subject as

speedily as possible, let us briefly say, that as the man prophesied, it actually happened. The vessel kept together, and about six we got assistance. Some fishermen, belonging to the little town of Skerries, at the imminent hazard of their own lives, put off in a large boat, and carried us, men, women, and children (to the number of thirtyeight) on shore. To say the transports with which we hailed it were needless a person who gets a reprieve at the gallows can only conceive them.

We proceeded to the only public house the village afforded. How they got victuals and drink for us, I cannot conjecture. Sorrow has been always known to be dry; but beside drought, it gave us an appetite, We swallowed large potations of whisky till the breakfast was ready. It was so delicious-that breakfast-long before that hour I had expected to be at one, "not to eat, but to be eaten."

CHAPTER II.

Newry.

"BUT to have done with this subject, on which perhaps I have dwelt too long, I shall just remark, that no beauteous belle ever contemplated her face with more pleasure than 1 did mine with pain in

the little mirror that swung before me; I would have given the world for a fine ruffian-like aspect; a Salvator Rosa's head, or a Paris Septembrizer's; something to have denoted a left-handed kind of destiny. But unfortunately there was no cordage in my countenance. I could not flatter myself I was born to be hanged, and therefore had no protection from being drowned."

Such was the conclusion of the Honourable Captain K's account of the perils we had undergone. It was given the evening of our deliverance, at the house of an elderly clergyman, to him and a small party of ladies. He afterwards related several adventures which I shall pass over in silence. To render however intelligible what follows, I must remark that they were all love adventures, and as a soldier's ought to be, toujours comme chevalier sous la rose.

"What a low-bred young man," said an elderly lady, the instant the door closed upon him, and the family at whose house he was to sleep.

"High-bred rather," I said, "but breeding is a kind of circle, and high and low often touch." "High," repeated she; " high!--I will never believe it."

"Oh it is ton, dear mother, it is ton;" exclaimed a fine animated young woman; "I have read it all in books a hundred and hundred times-and to think I should hear and see it myself-Oh, how

lucky it was we came here at this time-one might have lived one's whole life at the foot of Carantagher and seen nothing like it."." Even at the foot of Carantagher it appears," I said,

have heard of it."

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"No, read of it," said she, "only read of it in a novel, where one does not know whether it is truth or lies--but I have now seen and heard it, and shall be at no loss in future to know a man of fashion whenever I meet with him."

"I should be sorry," said the clergyman, "that such were the manners of an Englishman of fashion-for what must the manners of the people be?"

"It is unfair to judge Captain Krigorously," said I," elevated as he is with wine, and still more exhilarated with the contrast between this hospitable and cheering party, and the gloomy and sepulchral scene we have quitted. He is not, I dare say, as wicked as he wishes to be thought-there is an affectation of vice as well as of virtue."

"It is an odious affectation," said the clergyman; "and depraved must the people be where decency even is not attended to, and where to obtain con sideration, hypocrisy assumes the garb, not of vir tue, but of wickedness. I pronounce the downfal of that people to be nigh."

"God help us," said the old lady, "if those are

to be our defenders, in place of our own brave Militia whom they robbed us of."

"Fashion," said I," and courage, or even foppery and courage, are by no means incompatible. The knights were the flower of the Roman army, and the French noblesse, who fluttered round the toilets of the ladies, and, essenced and painted, seemed like ladies themselves, advanced to the cannon's mouth without shrinking. This frivolous young Englishman, as he now appears, displayed beyond all others, the most composure in our late perilous situation; nor was his liberality less than his resolution: nearly the whole of the sea-store of the passengers in the hold was laid in at his expense, and he paid for the passage of several who were unable to pay for themselves."

We were now summoned to supper, and the conversation ended. How I became so unceremoniously seated at it, it is almost needless to say. Those who know the Irish least, know their hospitality; those who know them best, know their kindness of heart. We had scarcely finished our repast of the morning, when a multitude of people, in jaunting cars, on horseback, and on foot, surrounded the house. "The wild Irish," said Captain K, jocularly, " are coming down upon us; they have done plundering the wreck, and now they will murder us for the sake of our wearing apparel."