262 LIFE IN IRELAND 



' I am sorry to say the Ructio?i is still going on here, 



and the King's men are hanging up the Rebels on 



every tree, like sausages on a shop iron : you have lost 



some schoolfellows upon the occasion, and I think 



your being in Did^iin is a narrow escape from your 



being hanged in Limerick. — Poor Carroll did go out 



with the rest, and became a sort of leading fighter, 



which led to his destruction ; he got on board a ship 



in the Shannon, but the captain couldn't save him — he 



\vas taken out of the hold and shot on the deck. I 



believe he deserved it, but he was a man misguided, as 



you may be. I enclose a copy of verses published 



about him in the Limerick Advertiser ; they are much 



admired, and if you can't understand them, your 



Master can. Pray take care of your body and soul — 



say your prayers every day after you have taken your 



punch, and before you take your dinner. And believe 



me yours, with (The benediction of God), 



PHESHELIM BROCK, 



Parish Priest, 



And Man-midwife to the County.' 

 * To Mr. Mooney.' 



The letter, ALooney, said his master, contains very 

 good advice, and I am glad to find that you have 

 neither forgotten Galway nor Religion. When you send 

 a reply to the parson, remember I send a five poii?id 

 note in your letter, for I know him to be a very worthy 

 fellow, and fond of the malt. All priests are malty, 

 your honour, and why should they not, for they have 

 nothing else to do but get drunk and be merry. Och, 

 your honour, I was meant for a parson, but my mother 

 made a mistake upon me when a child. I was so fond 



