There was no longer a roof standing in Munster to shelter him.' Hunted like a wolf through the mountains, he was at last found sleeping in a hut and killed.

In vain his wife pleaded with Ormond, and threw herself on his protection.

Even she was not spared.

Mr.Froude gives an interesting account of Desmond's last hours.

He was hunted down into the mountains between Tralee and the Atlantic.