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that had Hoche and even five thousand arrival, answered their questions in a perFrench soldiers landed safely in the bay, fectly collected manner. They demanded they would, in the then disaffected state all her husband's papers, and her own. of the country, have been joined by the These she delivered up. Later in the majority of the inhabitants, and Cork evening Lord Edward returned home; must have fallen.
but when apprised of the active search for England now, in self-defence, com- him that had begun, be disappeared and menced a series of repressive measures, spent the night in the house of a confedwhich exasperated the patriotic party in erate. He was obliged to remove thence Ireland beyond endurance, and drove inen to a house more remotely situated, on who had wavered in their opinions be the banks of the canal. Here he lived for fore, into the ranks of the malcontents. a month under a feigned name, keeping
The Habeas Corpus Act was suspended, up a correspondence with the new Direcand martial law declared. Deeds of cru-tory, which had been appointed to replace elty and barbarity were perpetrated, with the delegates seized at Oliver Bond's. wbich readers of Irish history are only It is said that the members of the too familiar. FitzGerald, and his brother government, the viceroy more especially, United Irishmen, must have seen that all were most anxious at this juncture to chance of obtaining justice for their coun- give FitzGerald every chance of quitting try was gone. Their eyes were again the country, if he were so minded. But turned abroad for aid, and the promise of nothing was farther from bis thoughts. joint assistance from France and Holland | He was, on the contrary, occupied with kept their hopes alive. But these were preparations for the general rising, now presently dashed to the ground by Lord fixed for the 23rd of May — the plan beDuncan's decisive victory over the Dutch ing that the rebel forces of three counties, off Camperdown. Yet even after this, Dublin, Wicklow, and Kildare, should communications between the society and advance simultaneously on the capital, the French Directory were maintained, taking by surprise the camp at Loughlins. and in February, 1798, Arthur O'Connor, town, the artillery station at Chapelizod, when about to embark for France at Mar- and finally possessing themselves of the gate, with a view to inviting a fresh inva- Castle. sion, was arrested and committed to the Meantime spies were constantly in Tower.
search for him. A proclamation was FitzGerald, whose name, rank, and issued offering a reward of £1,000 for his popularity gave him greater influence capture. He found it necessary to change than his colleagues, was now regarded as his quarters several times. From his the leader of the movement, and he threw hiding-place by the canal, he moved to the himself into it with characteristic zeal. house of a feather-merchant, named MurHe appointed a revolutionary staff, and phy, in Thomas Street, and from thence issued instructions to the rebel forces. I to the house of a Mr. Moore hard by. Meetings of the executive committee were | From here he ventured out one evening held repeatedly, and secretly, at different in disguise. There seems to be some places. But while the plot proceeded, the doubt as to whither he was bound. Some government availed itself of the services assert that he was going to the house of of one Thomas Reynolds, a turncoat and Lord Moira, where Lady Edward had arinformer, to gain sure information regard- ranged to meet him; others, that finding ing the doings of the plotters. Warrants the neighborhood of Thomas Street no were issued for the apprehension of the longer safe, he had accepted the offer of members of the executive committee, and, an asylum in the house of one Francis on the 12th of March, a number of them Magan, a barrister, and was going there. were arrested at a meeting convened at But, whatever his destination, information the house of Oliver Bond, a merchant of that he was to be abroad at nightfall Dublin.
reached the Castle authorities, and the By the merest accident, FitzGerald was streets through which he was expected to absent on the occasion, and therefore re- pass were watched in consequence. He mained at large. A hot search for him set out with an escort of friends. began at once. The sheriff, with a party At a point where two lanes converged, of minor officials, repaired to Leinster Major Sirr (the town-major) with an at House, where he and Lady Edward had tendant guard, was posted. As the party for some time been established. There approached, Sirr attacked them at once ; they found Lady Edward, who, though but was himself overthrown in the mud, alarıed on her husband's account by their and soundly cudgelled, by one of FitzGer. ald's self-constituted protectors, a burly “and I know you: it will be in vain to regiant named Gallagher. During the sist." scuffle which ensued, Lord Edward re- Upon this, Lord Edward leaped up traced his steps with all speed to Moore's. from the bed, with a wave-bladed dagger,
Next day, for safety's sake, be changed which he carried about him, raised ready his residence again to Murphy's house, to strike. The major, seeing his intenand remained for hours concealed in a tion, discharged at him a pocket-pistol, loft. The utmost caution was now neces. the bullet of which grazed his shoulder. sary, for it was evident that the authori. The shock threw FitzGerald backwards ; ties were at least aware in what street but he was up again in an instant, and he was hiding:
aimed a vigorous blow at Swan, who, The following morning, a military pa- though he parried it in a measure, was trol passed backwards and forwards along stabbed in the side. Captain Ryan now Thomas Street several times, and at last rushed in armed with a sword cane, and halted within view of Murphy's windows. seizing Lord Edward, threw him on the They remained there for a bit, and then bed, receiving however, as he did so, a moved off. In the afternoon, Lord Ed- deep and dangerous wound in the stomward dined in company with his host. ach. When the struggling men regained He scarcely touched food. He was suf. their feet, Ryan was bleeding from a numfering from sore throat and a general ber of gaping cuts, but holding on with feeling of malaise, and, the repast over, steady courage to his prisoner. Swan he went up to his bedroom, threw off his was kept for the moment aloof by the fecoat, and lay down outside the bed. rocity with which Lord Edward laid about
It was now the 19th May. Three more him with his dagger. days had to pass, and the standard of In the mean time, Major Sirr was en. revolt would be raised throughout the gaged in placing pickets round the house ; island. He had by him a map on which but on hearing the report of Swan's pisthe projected attack on Dublin had been tol, he entered and hastened up-stairs, sketched with his own hand. His uni- with his own pistol on full cock. On form as a rebel general “ dark green reaching the second landing, he found edged with red, together with a handsome FitzGerald writhing between his captors, military cap of a conical form,” were con- both of whom, bleeding and exhausted, cealed in the loft overhead. One won- clung around his legs. Without hesita. ders whether he felt sure of the triumph tion," writes Sirr, in a letter describing the of his cause, or whether any drops of mis- sanguinary scene, “I fired at Lord Ed. giving had mingled in the cup of hope. ward's dagger arm (lodging several slugs He certainly little suspected that a couple in his shoulder) and the instrument of of informers, greedy for a share of secret death fell to the ground.” service money, had already betrayed FitzGerald staggered back; but, woundhim ;* that Town-Majors Sirr and Swan, ed as he was, he continued his efforts to with Captain Ryan and a number of sol- get free. It was not until a guard of diers, were assembling at the door of the soldiers had been called up, who forced bouse in which he lay.
him to the ground with the weight of their Murphy presently went up to Lord firelocks, that he became quiescent. He Edward's bedroom with the intention of was then carried down to the hall, where offering him a cup of tea; but he had he made a final and desperate attempt at hardly begun speaking, when a great escape, during which somebody from becommotion was heard below. Then came hind a drummer, it is said - inficted a the sound of hurried footsteps ascending wound in the back of his neck, which the stairs. The next moment, Major added much to his sufferings at the last. Swan walked in. He told Lord Edward He was removed in a sedan-chair to the that he had come to arrest him. “ You Castle under a military guard of treble know me, my lord,” were his words, strength, for it was thought that the mob,
which had assembled in force along the
route, might attempt the rescue of their These informers were Francis Higgins, known as the “Sham Squire," and Francis Magan, the man
idol. Indeed so fully was a risin
with already mentioned as having offered FitzGerald an that object expected, that the Dublin garasylum in his house. The government reward of
rison remained under arms throughout £1,000 found its way into the pocket of the former, as well as a pension of £300 a year. The latter obtained the night. £200 a year for his share in the betrayal, and large
At the Castle, his wounds — at first sums for similar services rendered subsequently. See The Sham Squire and the Bloodhounds of '98,” by pronounced to be not dangerous W. J. Fitzpatrick.
dressed. While this was being done, a
Mr. Watson, the lord lieutenant's private | Their appeals were sternly rejected, until secretary, asked him whether he would the surgeon-general, who was attending like any message delivered to Lady Ed- the prisoner, pronounced his condition to ward.
be hopeless. They were then admitted. No, no,” was his reply, “thank you, Lord Edward FitzGerald was now calm. nothing -- nothing. Only break it to her His wandering senses returned as his tenderly."
strength ebbed, and he recognized the From the Castle he was removed to faces of those he loved so well at bis bedNewgate on the requisition of the magis- side. " It is heaven to me to see you ! trates, inasmuch as the frightful injuries were his few faint words, as they bent in he had inflicted on Captain Ryan were anguish over him. declared by the doctors to be mortal. " He smiled at me," writes Lady Louisa,
For some days before this, the friends in her touching account of the scene, of the prisoner had been in ignorance of which I shall never forget, though I saw his movements. When a reward for his death in his dear face at the time.” capture was offered by government, their The interview did not last long. The hope, and, in several cases, their firm dying man's thoughts were evidently conbelief, was that he had fied the country: fused, and he spoke but little. His aunt When, therefore, the announcement of and brother left him, promising to return his arrest, and of the circumstances at- next day; but they had really bid adieu tending it, reached them, their astonish- to him forever. Three hours after their ment was only equalled by their dismay: departure, he breathed his last. His wise, when the first burst of grief had Such was the end of a man whose honsubsided, sought permission to join him esty of purpose cannot be questioned, in prison. But this was refused, and a whatever may be thought of the national few days afterwards, in obedience to an movement which he led. “If,” says Dr. order of the Privy Council, she quitted Macnevin, Ireland.*
At first it was thought that Lord Ed- he had been actuated in political life by disward would recover from his wounds. his great family connections, and Parliamentary
honorable ambition, he had only to cling to But for this rest was necessary, and with influence. They, unquestionably, would have a mind disturbed as his was, rest was out advanced his fortunes and gratified his de. of the question. How terrible a prospect sires. The voluntary sacrifices he made, and was that which lay before him ! - a trial, the magnanimous manner in which he devoted which could only result in one way, fol- himself to the independence of Ireland, are inlowed by an ignominious death on the contestable proofs of the purity of his soul. scaffold. On the last day of the month, he heard of the death of Captain Ryan. Remorse for a deed committed in a transport of fury, and the thought that, to the other charges against him, there was now
From The Spectator.
“ ABOUT BEING WELL-INFORMED." added that of murder, affected him deeply. Awaking from a short and troubled sleep For a great part of my life, I (or
we,” on the morning of the 2nd of June, be if the plural may add dignity and weight heard a commotion outside his prison to my beginning) suffered under a modest window. Inquiring the cause, he was told conviction that I was a very ill-informed that the execution of the rebel Clinch was person. There were so many hard words taking place. The same night he was in round me, that all the paths of knowledge a raging fever, and delirious. His frantic seemed as no thoroughfare to my under. exclamations could be heard outside the standing. Something of Greek I had prison walls.
learned, and of Latin, — pleasant, old, Most of his near kindred - mother, umbrageous regions of literature not then stepfather, and sisters - were now in En- threatened with disafforesting, wherein gland; but an aunt and brother (Lady the mind might browse with much satisLouisa Conolly, and Lord Henry Fitz- faction, and, as I yet think, to some profit; Gerald) were in Dublin, and urgently ap. but with all the modern developments of pealing to the clemency of the viceroy (alas, poor word !) English, I believed my, and chancellor (Lords Camden and Clare) self unable to cope. Political questions I for admission to their suffering relative. could not fathom. If I drank of the lu.
cid fount of laiv, my head grew muddled, Among the papers seized at Leinster House were some sllowing that she was as deeply inplicated in the
and I asked if the drainage was right. conspiracy as her husband.
When a legal argument rose in the House, I could not understand how it was that to elementary books in secret shame, but all the lawyers who voted with the Tories the most elementary of them assumed in held one legal opinion, and those who me a knowledge for the absence of which went for the Whigs another. Medicine I blushed. The “three M's” of my inmet me with an astounding jargon, which fancy, Mangnall, Markham, Marcett, were had none of the English that my simple all beyond me. With more advanced faculties might grasp, yet failed to remind teachers, I was hopeless. I could grapme of any classics I had read. About ple with an intricate construction of science, above all, I felt that I was bound Thucydides, but not with Tinfoil, Worrito know something. Did I not read son, et hoc genus omne. To deal with everywhere that everybody did, – that their obscure passages, I had neither propositions in which I could not detect “crib” nor dictionary. All these wise the smallest meaning, or the merest gram- men, I am told, hold very different opinmar, were recognized facts of existence, ions, and fight about them fiercely. But as much as that two and two make four? I lamped them all together in my unchasI wonder if two and two do make four. tened thought. If I could ever follow a Men of late have overproved everything sentence of one of them, I felt that I so much, that I find myself sometimes should hold the key to all. But I never daringly speculating in bed whether, after could. Yet wherever I went- at dinner. all, the sun does not go round the earth, tables and in country houses - 1 might instead of letting the earth go round it. hear these mysteries glibly talked about, It looks as if it did, I am sure. Suppose when the game and the horses had been that there should one day be a great col- well discussed, and seemed alone in my lapse of wisdom, and that all our most ignorance. Did all the fine ladies and all established facts should at one fell swoop the rising youth really understand all be shown to be entirely wrong. How these things, which seemed so hopelessly great would be the yɛhws tv ’Abavatololv ! dark to me; or was it possible - could it And I do not in the least see why it be — that they only * made believe”? should not happen. But to return. Sci- Journalism did not help me. Perhaps, I ence, I was ashamed to feel, beat me thought, if I begin by reading through more than all other studies. I could never the leading articles of the Jupiter every remember the distance of anything from morning, and not putting them down till the earth, and at times secretly, but firm- I have mastered them, I may improve. ly, believed that nobody really knew. I At first I was hopeful, for I found that if used to wander out at night, and look up I took to analyzing the periods, their conto
struction puzzled me very much. So I The royal heaven's immeasurable plain,
hoped that I had found there a grammar And the unnumbered stars' bright company,
for this strange tongue which I wanted
to be able to read. But I soon broke and grow rebellious towards the canons down. Do what I would, out of nineof these fellow-men of mine, crawling tenths of the wilderness of words I could like me between heaven and earth, and compress or distil no definite meaning measured like me, in the teeth of all their whatsoever. I got general ideas of what wisdom, by the span of threescore and it was all about, and that was all. And ten tiny years. Who and wbat were they, not always that. It was the same with to cramp this mystic universe by a six- poetry. I took up the poet Whiting, defoot rule, and to vulgarize the infinite? termined, at all events, to understand him, I believed that the philosophers had not for I had a great, though anachronical, made all their discoveries (as they said love of verse, and I knew my Scott, and that they had), for the benefit of man- my Byron, and my Macaulay's “ Lays” kind, but for something to do. My mind by heart. But at least I knew that they began to assume towards these self-ap- were not poetry, for they were too simple; pointed monitors of the race the attitude and there was no use in poetry unless it of Betsy Prig to Sairey Gamp, when too puzzled one, at least for a time. How much “Mrs. Harris” brought her fairly otherwise could it improve the mind, and to bay. Nowhere in the range of lan- introduce me to the well-informed? I guage do I remember anything more epic, had a sneaking regard for Tennyson and more human, more dramatic, than those Longfellow, who had simple things to awful words by which the yoke of years say, and said them simply; but I owned was broken in a moment:""I don't be that it was very shallow of me. They lieve there's no such person.”
feel it themselves, so much so that one I was very ill-informed, indeed. I rushed l of them, the American, writes a sonnet
to the other, and abuses the higher poesy, smoked and listened, asked me, when it which rhymers like these cannot grasp. was over, what difficulty I found in it, and He talks enviously of
explained it all. I thanked him humbly, the howling dervishes.of song,
and said, “Oh, yes," having by this time Who craze the brain with their delirious dance. a glimmering of the fact that, if you do
not understand a thing, you may be reThink of the audacity of it! Why, the puted quite as well-informed by saying very thing I needed was to have my brain that you do, and avoiding particulars. As properly crazed. I should be well. I had read the passage backwards, I knew informed, and, after a time, understand that if I could have found the words I wisdom, — perhaps, later on even enter could have explained it as well as Impey, into a controversy about molecules, or and from that hour I doubted him. Hersomething else really useful. So I shut esy grows fast, when doubt is once admyself up, tied a towel round my head, mitted. But I then and there abandoned and drank green tea, and went in for Whiting. When, some time afterwards, Whiting. I knew that I should suffer at a friend of mine, who had met him at first, but when the shore was won, I dinner and been charined with his urbanshould not count the billows. I consorted ity, said enthusiastically, • You would with a very well-informed man, whom I never think he was a poet:'
" “ Not from had known at college, Impey, of St. Nil's, his poetry," I answered gloomily. And and talked to him of Whiting, whom he the repartee was considered good at the admired as much as his lofty mind allowed time. him to admire anybody. To Impey, the Was I really getting hold of the key? deepest philosophy was as child's-play, Was the venerable Solomon, after all, as and be proved the composition of the good a man as any of the staff of the soul, or its substitute, every month in the Agnostic, with his good-humored views Agnostic. The worst of it was that, of the exceeding silliness of this lise? as he thus made his living (having to live, “ Are we all on the wrong tack," I asked like humbler beings), he was by the ne- myself,“in insisting on making it so fearcessity of the thing obliged to prove it fully and wonderfully in earnest, in season differently every time, which was very and out of season (forgetting the old trying for his disciples, making him more warning against early rising and the difficult to follow than Revelation, on bread of carefulness"), in knocking our which a few of the weaker among them heads against all sorts of walls of our at last fell back, becoming content and own building, and solving the big probrestful at once, which was both annoying lems, which are just the same as they and wrong. For if we consent to be always were, for the benefit of those of content and restful, what becomes of prog. the next generation who shall be on the ress and the Agnostic ? There being no staff of their Agnostic, and will have to life beyond, the Impeyites justly argue solve them all over again, in the same that we should get all the trouble we can way and other words, or in the same out of this one, for the sake of our suc- words and another way?”. For the great
As to Whiting, however, In- beauty of “cerebral moleculism" I pey did not think much of poets, but have just invented that expression, and it admitted that Whiting was one, I asked sounds very well, though it mearis nothif he always understood him. He merely ing - is that from the same premisses, smiled, seeing no difficulty. Could he as thereby expressed, we may draw oppoexplain him? That, of course, he said site conclusions with equal force and perdepended on my capacity for understand spicuity. Though I have struggled hard, ing the explanation. This was bitter, since the date of which I have been and went home all the more because I writing, to become well-informed, and feel felt, having read Impey, that it would that I may have, at all events, partially be harder to follow than the original. succeeded, I own that I think it must be Yet Impey and I had taken a first at Ox. very much easier to write the language of bridge together. How-oh! how – had moleculism, when once its dictionary has he come so well-informed, while I had been mastered, than to read what has sunk into a fool? I chose a blank-verse been written. Only moleculists under. page from the poet, making it scan as stand it, which makes it seem difficult to well as I could, and I read it to Impey, the outsider. But then, who cares with all the emphasis I could command, write but for the initiated ? What is it line by line, backwards, and upwards from to the doctor who has all cures at bis the bottom, finishing at the top. He fingers' ends — though, if he has a cold