...canght me napping. Yet '. remember the time, when I was a youthful romanee reader, I should have faneicd myself into a heroine, and my old Irishman into a brigand ; but in my intercourse with the lower elass of Irish emigrants, I have earned that there is in reality little canse for fear. Thcir wild...

...helpless and alone ; but my courage quickly returned. I thought it wisest not to shov distrust, add addressed the uncouth-looking personage before me...into a brigand ; but in my intercourse with the lower chue of Irish emigrante, I have learnt that there ia little cause for fear in reality. Their wild pas-uons...

...situation, so utterly helpless and alone ; but my courage quickly returned. I thought it wiscstnotto show distrust, and addressed the uncouth-looking personage...lower class of Irish emigrants, I have learnt that tber* is little cause for fear in reality. Their witJ pas«ions are often roused to a fearful degree...