TRISH CHURCH-MILITANT FANATICS. THE reply of the colonel to the general, when addressed on the subject of a retreat, during an attack by the rebels in 1798, was in words to this effect: "We cannot hope for victory otherwise than by preserving our ranks : if we break, all is lost; and for the spirit which I have seen displayed at this awful crisis by the Durham regiment, I can never bear the idea of its giving ground." This magnanimous answer was decisive; and the rebels retired in despair, after having been repulsed in a most furious assault, in which Father Michael Murphy, priest of Ballycannoe, was killed by a cannon-shot, within thirty yards of the Durham line, while he was leading his people to the attack. Another famous fanatic, Father John Murphy, who figured away in the rebellion, was also supposed to be bullet-proof. This man's journal is cu rious; it was found on the field of battle at Arklow, by Lieutenant-Colonel Bainbridge, of the Durham fencible infantry, and sent by him to General Needham. " Saturday night, May 26, at 6 A. M., 1798, began the republic of Ireland, in Boulavogue, in the county of Wexford, barony of Gorey, and parish of Kilcormick, commanded by the Reverend Doctor Murphy, parish-priest of the said parish in the aforesaid parish, when all the Protestants of that parish were disarmed; and among the aforesaid, a bigot, named Thomas Bookey, who lost his life by his rashness. 26th. From thence came to Oulart, a country village adjoining, when the republic attacked a minister's house for arms, and was denied of; laid siege immediately to it, and killed him and all his forces; they the same day burned his house, and all the Orangemen's houses in that and all the adjoining parishes in that part of the country. The same day a part of the army, to the amount of 104 of infantry, and two troops of cavalry, attacked the republie on Oulart-hill, when the military were repulsed with the loss of 112 men, and the republic had four killed; and then went to a hill called Corrigua, where the republic encamped that night, and from thence went to a town called Camolin, which was taken without resistance; and the same day took another town and sate of a bishop At three in the afternoon, the same day, they laid siege to Eniscorthy, when they were opposed by an army of 700 men; when they were forced to set both ends of the town on fire, and then took the town in the space of one hour, and then encamped on a hill near the town, called Vinegarhill. "BRYAN BULGER, “DAARBY MURPHY, his hand and pen." "Dated this 26th." Some of the rebels who escaped this bloody conflict, by which Ireland was saved, in their forcible mode of expressing themselves, said, speaking of the slaughter produced by the soldiery amongst them, By Jasus, they mowed us down by the_acre*!” 46 GENEROSITY. THE Marquis of Pontécoulant, major of the Life Guards, had been so unfortunate in the life-time of Louis XV. as to incur the displeasure of the dauphi ness. The cause was not a very serious one; but the princess, resenting it with the hasty vivacity of youth, declared she would never forget it. The marquis, who had not himself forgotten this decla *That the Irish, even in a state of political ebullition, are capable of generous actions, the following fact will prove : During the rebellion, a Protestant, who was a prisoner in the hands of the rebels, was called out to be executed ; the executioner ordered him to turn his back; the prisoner refused, and calmly declared that he was not afraid to face death; and just as the former was about to fire at him, the latter told him to stop, and requested him to dispatch him with dexterity; and pulling off his hat, coat, and waistcoat, which were new, threw them to him as a present to favour him with a speedy death. The executioner was so impressed with his conduct, that he said he must be innocent, and refused to kill him; in conse. quence of which, another rebel rushed forward to put an end to his existence, upon which the executioner swore he would lay breathless at his feet the first man who attempted to hurt one hair of the prisoner's head, and conducted him in safety out of the rebel army. ration, no sooner beheld Maria Antoinette seated on the throne, than he conceived himself likely to meet with some disgrace, and resolved to prevent it; for which purpose, he directly gave in his resignation to the Prince of Beauveau, captain of the Guards, at the same time frankly giving him his reasons for so painful a procedure on his part, adding that he should greatly regret being under the necessity of quitting the king's service; but if his majesty would be pleased to employ him in some other way, he should be very happy. The captain of the Guards perceiving the distress of the major's mind, and well acquainted with his merits, took upon himself to present his resignation to the king; but previously waiting upon the queen, he represented to her the affliction with which the Marquis of Pontécoulant was overwhelmed, recounted the usefulness and number of his former services, and then concluded by asking what order she would be pleased to give with respect to what was to be done with the resignation. The sight alone of the Prince of Beauveau was sufficient to excite generosity in the heart of another, and that of Maria Antoinette already fostered the principle in its fullest influence. «The queen," said she," remembers not the quarrels of the dauphiness, and I now request that the marquis of Pontécoulant will no longer recollect what I have blotted from my memory." WART-HILL OF HOY. Around their hoary prince, from wat'ry beds, GARTH, We now directed our steps to the Wart-hill of Hoy, the summit of which is the pinnacle of Orkney, being about 1000 feet above the level of the sea. As we approached the top, we found the ground covered with the trailing shoots of Arbutus Alpina, or mountain strawberry-tree. A thick chilly mist here enveloped us, and hid all nature from our view. As the day had been hitherto clear, and was rather windy, we trusted that we were only overtaken by a cloud which had been attracted by the heights. Our conjecture was right. In about ten minutes the mists became thinner: sea and land began to appear below: as the cloud passed off, they seemed to emerge, as it were, from a chaos, and we were almost tempted to think that we were witnesses of a kind of creation. The sun was still shining bright on the adjacent scattered islands, and had continued to do so while we were wrapped in the cloud. The prospect from this point is truly extensive. One may almost fancy that he is looking down on a vast expanded map of the Orkney islands. In the distance on the south, are seen the high mountains of Caithness and Sutherland. Towards the north-west, the |