The chorus went up from his disenchanted followers:-- "Ah, glory be to God, you were not bright enough for the agent, Denis!" And so that day the agent made a very full and handsome collection--and there was a slight reduction in the deposit-accounts of the local bank! In the evening Mr.Tener gave me the details of some cases of direct intimidation with the names of the tenants concerned.

One man, whose farm he visited, told him he had paid his rent not long before to the previous agent.

"Well," said Mr.Tener, "show me your receipt!" On this the tenant said that he dare not keep the receipt about him, nor even in the house, lest it should be demanded by the emissaries of the League, who went round to keep the tenants up to the "Plan of Campaign," and that it was hidden in his stable.

And he went out to the stable and brought it in.
This, he had reason to believe, was not an uncommon case.[12] The same man, wishing to take a grass farm which the people hoped the agent would consent to have "cut up" was asked to give two names on a promissory-note to pay the rent.

He demurred to this, and after a parley said, "Would a certificate do ?" upon which he pulled out an old tobacco-box, and carefully unfolded from it a bank certificate of deposit for a hundred pounds sterling! This tenant held eleven Irish, or more than seventeen English, acres, and his yearly rent was L11, 16s.
6d.
The people before this agitation began were generally quiet, thrifty, and industrious.