night, I'll send to Dublin for a pair; and that's the way you sarve me for encouraging the manufactory of the country, Mr. Kelly."

"Plaze your honor, in regard of the New-Town Mount Crawley legion," said Sarjeant Kelly (a tailor by trade), stepping up with a military salute to the window, and in apologetic look, indicating that his new vocation had "raised his soul above buttons."

"Well, Mr. Sargeant Kelly, you must sarve the government first; but that's no raison nor rhyme either that I'm to want my small-clothes; and now fugle me those haroes through all them system of tictacs I sent you down from Lord Rosbrin in a castle frank last week, his own tictacs for the Kil-Rosbrin corps from the secatary's office."

"I shaul, your honor; that's eyes right and eyes left, Sir; and is eligant marchers at a quick step, plaze your honor, captain."'

"Well then, Sarjeant Kelly, march me them through a little circuitous cut to Paddy Scanlan's potatoe ridge; but have a care of my meadow: do you mind, Sarjeant Kelly?"

"I shaul, Sir. Quick march,” cried the sergeant, while the protestant boys struck up, and the legion went shambling off in a contrary direction to that intended by Mr. Crawley, who, with that half of his face which was not covered with soap-suds, purple with rage, called after them:

"Come back here, you scampering sons of guns! Halt, I say, don't you see my invisible fence there before your eyes, you buzzards, and goes headforemost rollicking over it? Halt, I say."

Halt was now repeated by an hundred voices to the inattentive ears of the Mount Crawley heroes, who, stunned by the noise of the drum and fife, and delighted with their exhibition before their less consequential countrymen,

were deaf to the orders of their captaincommandant, and went, as he termed it, "rollicking on," till overtaken by Jemmy Bryan, who brought them back in confusion, while Mr. Crawley vociferated:

"Is it to Jericho ye are marching, ye shambling thieves, flopping over my hay?”

"No, plaze your honor," replied sergeant Kelly, "only to Ballydab, captain, to be ready against the 'ruction at the fair, Sir, to keep the king's pace, according to your honor's orders and the young sheriff's, Sir."

"And did I bid ye go without your new colours, worked for you on elegant orange silk by Miss Crawley, Sargeant Kelly?"

"You did nat, plaze your honor."

"Then draw up in a square hollow, according to Lord Rosbrin's tictacs, under the virandow of her room, and she'll hand them out to yez. Order a

trevailly to be bate to give her no

tice."

The sergeant drew up

his men,

the

reveillée was beat, the window opened, and Miss Crawley, the maiden sister of the captain-commandant, appeared with a little flag at the viranda, which she lowered to Sergeant Kelly, observing, as she resigned it:

"In presenting to brave men the standard that is to lead them to victory or death

"Och, murther!" interrupted Mr. Crawley, stretching out of his own window, and looking up at his sister's with a look of humorous surprise.

"In presenting to brave men," continued Miss Crawley, "the standard which is to lead them to victory or to death, I feel myself placed in a situation out of my sphere, and inimical to my feelings, which are those of peace and good-will to all men. But Judith did not disdain an act of courage in her

country's cause; nor should I have shrunk from a Judith's part had that Holofernes visited this devoted land, that great leviathan, who has threatened to swallow us all up."

The intimidated legion expressed by their looks how little they would have relished being swallowed up, while Mr. Crawley, between jest and earnest, and much amused by the unexpected eloquence of his sister, exclaimed:

for

"There! there's a haro in petticoats you."

"Go," continued Miss Crawley, emphatically," and may heaven crown your arms with meekly-borne success!" The " go" of the redoutable Miss Crawley, the deputy lady of the manor, as her brother was the deputy lord, was as commanding to the Mount Crawley Legion as the "march" of their sergeant, who now led them forth to Ballydab, full of their own superior influence, and the ascendency appertaining both to their