set my eyes on a finer figure of a man, quite another sort from Sir Murtagh, though withal, to me, a family likeness.  A fine life we should have led, had he stayed amongst us, God bless him!  He valued a guinea as little as any man:  money to him was no more than dirt, and his gentleman and groom, and all belonging to him, the same; but the sporting season over, he grew tired of the place, and having got down a great architect for the house, and an improver for the grounds, and seen their plans and elevations, he fixed a day for settling with the tenants, but went off in a whirlwind to town, just as some of them came into the yard in the morning.  A circular letter came next post from the new agent, with news that the master was sailed for England, and he must remit L500 to Bath for his use before a fortnight was at an end; bad news still for the poor tenants, no change still for the better with them.  Sir Kit Rackrent, my young master, left all to the agent; and though he had the spirit of a prince, and lived away to the honour of his country abroad, which I was proud to hear of, what were we the better for that at home?  The agent was one of your middlemen, who grind the face of the poor, and can never bear a man with a hat upon his head:  he ferreted the tenants out of their lives; not a week without a call for money, drafts upon drafts from Sir Kit; but I laid it all to the fault of the agent; for, says I, what can Sir Kit do with so much cash, and he a single man?

[Middlemen.—­There was a class of men, termed middlemen, in Ireland, who took large farms on long leases from gentlemen of landed property, and let the land again in small portions to the poor, as under-tenants, at exorbitant rents.  The head landlord, as he was called, seldom saw his under-tenants; but if he could not get the middleman to pay him his rent punctually, he went to his land, and drove the land for his rent; that is to say, he sent his steward, or bailiff, or driver, to the land to seize the cattle, hay, corn, flax, oats, or potatoes, belonging to the under-tenants, and proceeded to sell these for his rents.  It sometimes happened that these unfortunate tenants paid their rent twice over, once to the middleman, and once to the head landlord.

The characteristics of a middleman were servility to his superiors and tyranny towards his inferiors:  the poor detested this race of beings.  In speaking to them, however, they always used the most abject language, and the most humble tone and posture—­’please your honour; and please your honour’s honour,’ they knew must be repeated as a charm at the beginning and end of every equivocating, exculpatory, or supplicatory sentence; and they were much more alert in doffing their caps to those new men than to those of what they call good old families.  A witty carpenter once termed these middlemen journeymen gentlemen.]