We liked what we found we could get--chops, potatoes, and parsnips; and without too much delay these were neatly served to us in a most remarkable room, ablaze with mural ornaments and decorations, upon which every imaginable pigment of the modern palette seemed to have been lavished, from a Nile-water-green dado to a scarlet and silver frieze.

There were five times as many potatoes served to us as two men could possibly eat, and not one of them was half-boiled.

But otherwise the meal was well enough, and the service excellent.

Beer could be got for us, but the house had no licence, Lord Carysfort, the owner of the property, thinking, so our hostess said, that "there were too many licences in the town already." Lord Carysfort is probably right; but it is not every owner of a house, or even of a lease in Ireland, I fear, who would take such a view and act on it to the detriment of his own property.
Dr.Dillon lives in the main square of Arklow in a very neat house.

He was absent at a funeral in the handsome Catholic church near by when we called, but we were shown into his study, and he presently came in.
His study was that of a man of letters and of politics.