I couldn't now have any confidence or trust in such a man; I could depend upon neither his word or his promise; I couldn't look upon him as a friend, for he didn't prove himself one to my son when he stood in need of one.

It's clear that he doesn't care about the welfare and prosperity of his tenantry; and for that raison--or rather for all these raisons put together--I'll join my son, and go to a country where, by all accounts, there's better prospects for them that's honest and industrious than there is in this unfortunate one of ours,--where the interest of the people is so much neglected--neglected! no, but never thought of at all! Good-bye, sir," he added, taking up his hat, whilst the features of this sterling and honest man were overcast with a solemn and pathetic spirit, "don't consider me any longer your tenant.

For many a long year has our names been--but no matther--the time is come at last, and the M'Mahon's of Carriglass and Ahadarra will be known there no more.

It wasn't our fault; we wor willin' to live--oh! not merely willin' to live, but anxious to die there; but it can't be.

Goodbye, sir." And so they parted.
M'Mahon, on his return home, found Bryan, who now spent most of his time at Carriglass, before him.