CHAPTER XXIII .-- Harry Clinton's Benevolence Defeated.
-- His Uncle's Treachery--The Marriage of Kathleen and Edward Burke Determined on This partial restoration of M'Mahon to the affections of Kathleen Cavanagh might have terminated in a full and perfect reconciliation between them, were it not for circumstances which we are about to detail.

From what our readers know of young Clinton, we need not assure them that, although wild and fond of pleasure, he was by no means devoid of either generosity or principle.

There were indeed few individuals, perhaps scarcely any, in the neighborhood, who felt a deeper or manlier sympathy for the adverse fate and evil repute which had come so suddenly, and, as he believed in his soul, undeservedly, upon Bryan M'Mahon.

He resolved accordingly to make an effort for the purpose of setting the unfortunate young man's character right with the public, or if not with the public, at least in that quarter where such a service might prove most beneficial to him, we mean in Gerald Cavanagh's family.
Accordingly, one morning after breakfast as his uncle sat reading the newspaper, he addressed him as follows:-- "By the way, uncle, you must excuse mo for asking you a question or two." "Certainly, Harry.

Did I not often desire you never to hesitate asking me any question you wish?
Why should you not ?" "This, however, may be trenching a little upon the secrets of your--your--profession." "What is it ?--what is it ?" "You remember the seizure you made some time ago in the townland of Ahadarra ?" "I do perfectly well." "Now, uncle, excuse me.