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BARRY'S ADIEU TO MILITARY PROFESSION.
You who have never been out of your country, know little what it is to hear a friendly voice in captivity; and there's many a man that will not understand the cause of the burst of feeling which I have confessed took place on my seeing my uncle.

He never for a minute thought to question the truth of what I said.

'Mother of God!' cried he, 'it's my brother Harry's son.' And I think in my heart he was as much affected as I was at thus suddenly finding one of his kindred; for he, too, was an exile from home, and a friendly voice, a look, brought the old country back to his memory again, and the old days of his boyhood.

'I'd give five years of my life to see them again,' said he, after caressing me very warmly.
'What ?' asked I.'Why,' replied he, 'the green fields, and the river, and the old round tower, and the burying-place at Ballybarry.