Willy Reilly and his dear cooleen bawn . llnow, he proceeded, you know I have been many a dayand night on the lookout for you ; aye, and could have putdaylight through you many and many a time ; and what doyou think prevented me ? Fear of God, or of the gallows, I hope, replied theintrepid old man. Well, returned the Rapparee, with a smile of scorn, Im not a man—as I suppose you may know—that everfeared either of them much—God forgive me for the one, Idont ask his forgiveness for the other. No, Squire Folliard,it was the goodness, the kindness, the generosity, and thecharity of the Cooleen Baw
Willy Reilly and his dear cooleen bawn . llnow, he proceeded, you know I have been many a dayand night on the lookout for you ; aye, and could have putdaylight through you many and many a time ; and what doyou think prevented me ? Fear of God, or of the gallows, I hope, replied theintrepid old man. Well, returned the Rapparee, with a smile of scorn, Im not a man—as I suppose you may know—that everfeared either of them much—God forgive me for the one, Idont ask his forgiveness for the other. No, Squire Folliard,it was the goodness, the kindness, the generosity, and thecharity of the Cooleen Bawit^ your lovely daughter, that heldmy hand. You persecuted my old uncle, the priest, and youwould a hanged him too, for merely marryin a Protestantand a Catholic together. Well, sir, your fair daughter, andher good mother—thats now in heaven, I hope—went up toDublin to the Lord Lieutenant, and before him the Coolee?iBawn went on her two knees and begged my uncles life,and got it ; for the Lord Lieutenant said that no one could. WILLY REILLY. 27 deny her any thing. Now, sir, for her sake, go home inpeace. Boys, get their horses. Andy Cummiskey would have looked upon all this as manlyand generous, but he could not help observing a particularand rather sinister meaning in the look which the Rappareeturned on his companions as he spoke. He had often heard,too, of his treacherous disposition and his unrelenting crueltywhenever he entertained a feeling of vengeance. In hispresent position, however, all he could do was to stand onhis guard ; and with this impression strong upon him he re-solved to put no confidence in the words of the a few minutes the horses were brought up, and Randy(Randal) Ruah having wiped Mr. Folliards saddle—forsuch was his name—with the skirt of his cothamore, and re-moved the hoar frost or rime which had gathered on it, hebrought the animal over to him, and said, with a kind ofrude courtesy, Come, sir, trust me ; I will help you to y
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