Here's Lady Moira's ball: fancy dresses--all Irish; no masks; a numerous appearance of the nobility and gentry--upwards of five hundred persons.

A good many of your corps there, major ?' 'Ay, Lord Blackwater, of course, and the general, and Devereux, and little Puddock, and----' '_Sturk_ wasn't,' with a grin, interrupted Toole, who bore that practitioner no good-will.

'A gentleman robbed, by two foot-pads, on Chapelizod-road, on Wednesday night, of his watch and money, together with his hat, wig and cane, and lies now in a dangerous state, having been much abused; one of them dressed in an old light-coloured coat, wore a wig.

By Jupiter, major, if I was in General Chattesworth's place, with two hundred strapping fellows at my orders, I'd get a commission from Government to clear that road.

It's too bad, Sir, we can't go in and out of town, unless in a body, after night-fall, but at the risk of our lives.