“Mistress,” said the faithful Dennis Brophy, “Mistress, it was all a mistake. By all the books in the master’s study, I’d swear it was only a mistake!—What harm did ever my master do nobody? and what would bring a d—l overhauling a Counsellor that did no harm? What say could he have to my master?”
“Don’t teaze me, Dennis,” said the unhappy Mary; “go along!—go!”
“I’ll tell you, mistress,” said he; “it was a d—l sure enough that was in it!”
“Hush! nonsense!” said his mistress.
“By J—s! it was the d—l, or one of his gossoons,” persisted Dennis; “but he mistook the house, mistress, and that’s the truth of it!”
“What do you mean?” said the mistress.
“Why, I mane that you know Mr. —— lives on one side of us, and Mr. —— lives at the other side, and they are both attornies, and the people say they’ll both go to him: and so the d—l, or his gossoon, mistook the door, and you see he went off again when he found it was my master that was in it, and not an attorney, mistress.”
All efforts to convince Conaghty he was mistaken were vain. The illusion could not be removed from his mind; he had received a shock which affected his whole frame; a constipation of the intestines took place; and in three weeks, the poor fellow manifested the effects of groundless horror in a way which every one regretted.
FORMER STATE OF MEDICINE IN IRELAND.
Remarks on Sir Charles Morgan’s account of the Former State of Medicine in Italy—The author’s studies in the Anatomical Theatre of Dublin University—Dr. Burdet—Former importance of farriers and colloughs—Jug Coyle, and her powers of soliloquy—Larry Butler, the family farrier, described—Luminous and veritable account of the ancient colloughs—The faculty of the present day—Hoynhymms and Yahoos—Hydrophobia in Ireland, and its method of cure.