“At length the Orangemen gave way, and their enemies, yelling with madness and revenge, began to beat them with unrestrained fury.  The former, finding that they could not resist the impetuous tide which burst upon them, fled back past the church, and stopped not until they had reached an elevation, on which lay two or three heaps of stones, that had been collected for the purpose of paving the streets.  Here they made a stand, and commenced a vigorous discharge of them against their pursuers.  This checked the latter; and the others, seeing them hesitate and likely to retreat from the missiles, pelted them with such effect, that the tables became turned, and the Ribbonmen made a speedy flight back into the town.

“In the meantime several Orangemen had gone into Sherlock’s, where a considerable number of arms had been deposited, with an intention of resorting to them in case of a defeat at the cudgels.  These now came out, and met the Ribbonmen on their flight from those who were pelting them with the stones.  A dreadful scene ensued.  The Ribbonmen, who had the advantage in numbers, finding themselves intercepted before by those who had arms, and pursued behind by those who had recourse to the stones, fought with uncommon bravery and desperation.  Kelly, who was furious, but still collected and decisive, shouted out in Irish, lest the opposite party might understand him, ’Let every two men seize upon one of those who have the arms.’

“This was attempted, and effected with partial success; and I have no doubt but the Orangemen would have been ultimately beaten and deprived of their weapons, were it not that many of them, who had got their pistols out of Sherlock’s, discharged them among their enemies, and wounded several.  The Catholics could not stand this; but wishing to retaliate as effectually as possible, lifted stones wherever they could find them, and kept up the fight at a distance, as they retreated.  On both sides, wherever a solitary foe was caught straggling from the rest, he was instantly punished with a most cruel and blood-thirsty spirit.

“It was just about this time that I saw Kelly engaged with two men, whom he kept at bay with great ease—­retrograding, however, as he fought, towards his own party.  Grimes, who had for some time before this recovered and joined the fight once more, was returning, after having pursued several of the Ribbonmen past the market-house, where he spied Kelly thus engaged.  With a Volunteer gun in his hand, and furious with the degradation of his former defeat, he ran-over and struck him with the butt-end of it upon the temple—­and Denis fell.  When the stroke was given, an involuntary cry of ‘Murder,—­foul, foul!’ burst from those who looked on from the windows; and long John Steele, Grimes’s father-in-law, in indignation, raised his cudgel to knock him down for this treacherous and malignant blow;—­but a person out of Neal Cassidy’s back-yard hurled a round stone, about six pounds in weight, at Grimes’s head, that felled him to the earth, leaving him as insensible, and nearly in as dangerous a state as Kelly,—­for his jaw was broken.