I02 ECHOES OF OLD COUNTY LIFE. 



answer could be obtained. Then the clerk tried another, 

 and said, " Of what persuasion are you ? " " By jabers," 

 said Tim, who gave a roUicking flourish with his shille- 

 lagh, " I should like to see the man a persuading o' 

 me ! " Several other plans were tried, and no satis- 

 factory answer was given. At last, in despair, he was 

 asked, " Of what way of thinking are j^ou .^" — " Well, 

 sor, I am the same way of thinking as me landlady." 

 — " Why, Tim, that's no answer ; what does she think ? " 

 " Well, sor," answered Tim, " I owe her seven pound 

 ten for rint, and she thinks I shall never pay her, and 

 so do I." 



Mr. Carroll gave my father a slight sketch of his life. 

 He was the son of an Irish landed gentleman of fair 

 fortune. " On coming into my property," he said, " I 

 was soon one of the gayest of the gay. I went to 

 London, joined in all the fast doings of the day, and, 

 when the hunting season began, went to Melton with a 

 stud of nine horses, and lived well up to my income 

 and a little beyond it. In about two years I married, 

 and sold a hunter, leaving me with eight ; before the 

 season came round I had a dear little daughter born — I 

 sold a hunter ; the next year the same thing occurred — 

 I sold a hunter. I was left then with five horses, but I 

 thought I could still get my five days a week ; but before 

 the next season I had another daughter — I sold a 

 hunter. I then thought it time to give up Melton, and 

 hunted in Middlesex, with the King's Staghounds. As 

 I had another daughter in less than another year, I sold 

 a hunter; and before nine years had passed I had seven 

 daughters and a wife I loved dearly, and having each 



