“Mr. Maurice O’Connell—­The lines are by Miss Holcroft.”

“Mr. O’Connell—­My son differs with me as to the authorship, but I cannot help that; but there is one thing we cannot dispute about, and that is, the lines are not mine.”

Although Mr. Maurice O’Connell undertook to set his father right, he was equally at fault himself, for the lines are Scott’s.

In the Lord of the Isles, canto 4, stanza 30, King Robert says:—­

’O Scotland! shall it e’er be mine To wreak thy wrongs in battle line; To raise my victorhead and see Thy hills, thy dales, thy people free,—­That glance of bliss is all I crave, Betwixt my labours and my grave.”  Then down the hill he slowly went, etc.

[106] The author was present at the two days’ discussion.  As Smith O’Brien, on leaving, went towards the door, several persons seizing him by the hands and arms, said to him, in a spirit of earnest, but friendly appeal—­“Sure you are not going away, Sir.  O’Brien?” He only answered by a determined shake of his head, and moved on.  For some time after the departure of Smith O’Brien and his supporters silent depression reigned in the Hall.  John Augustus O’Neill, in an eloquent speech, endeavoured to put the meeting in good spirits again, but with very limited success.  Every one seemed to feel that a great calamity had occurred.  O’Brien and Mitchel spoke with cool, collected determination—­more especially the latter.  John O’Connell took his stand on the Rules of the Association, as embodied in the Peace Resolutions.  I was near him during his speech on each day; and although evidently labouring under the gravity of the occasion, he never ceased to be master of himself.  His style was clear, but his voice being neither powerful nor resonant, he failed to make that impression upon his hearers which was warranted by his reasoning.  Meagher’s delivery of the sword speech had more of ostentation than grace in it.  A common gesture of his (if it can be called such) was to place his arms a-kimbo, and turn his head a little to one side, suggesting the idea that this attitudinizing was meant to attract admiration to himself rather than to his argument.  His voice was good, but his intonation unmusical, and he invariably ended his sentences on too high a note; but his fiery rhetoric carried the audience almost completely with him, and he was cheered again and again to the echo.

[107] Many a fine, stalwart peasant said to me, during the great era of the Monster Meetings, “I’m afraid, sir, we’ll never get the union without fighting for it.”  I know for a fact, that wives and daughters and sisters endeavoured to dissuade fathers and husbands and brothers from going to the great Tara Meeting—­suspecting, as they said, that “bad work would come out of it,” i.e., fighting.

[108] Daily and Weekly Press.  Census of Ireland, 1851.

[109] Correspondence relating to the measures adopted for the relief of the distress in Ireland (Commissariat Series), p. 3.