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in the neighbourhood declared that she knocked the 

 cock out of a beer-barrel, and saved her life by " over 

 liquoring" the huntsmen and hounds. One day, when 

 they were running a drag, the inhabitants of a certain 

 town were amazed to see them passing through the 

 principal street, giving the melodious music for which 

 they were remarkable. The huntsmen thought that 

 the run was to have ended at his lordship's stables, 

 but he gave the youth who ran the "herring" the 

 "tip" to go on through the town. 



There was an old coachman, who lived at the hotel 

 in Naas, a noted pugilist, he was called " Red Ned." 

 He was an extremely ill-tempered, cranky old chap, 

 and Lord Waterford knew it. His lordship hired a 

 carriage in Naas to bring him to the residence of an 

 intimate friend, who resided a couple of miles from 

 Naas, and "Red Ned" was the driver. He did not 

 know Lord Waterford. Before they had gone very 

 far, his lordship commenced to "chaff" Ned, telling 

 him that he didn't know how to drive, that he would 

 walk as fast as he was going, &c. Ned became so 

 enraged that at length he pulled up, and refused to 

 drive any. further, at the same time opening the car- 

 riage-door, and dragging Lord Waterford out. A box- 

 ing-match ensued between them, and after a sharp con- 

 test, "Red Ned" cried out: "Oh! stop, stop! I'm 

 bate entirely. Oh, yer majesty ! oh, my lord ! I give in ; 

 I'm bate 1 I fought scores of men, but never met my 

 match afore. Let me off, my lord ! your majesty, my 

 lord ! Oh ! I know you now ; yer either the devil or 

 Lord Waterford ; for the devil resave the one else 

 could bate me." 



While at college. Lord Waterford was "stroke" 



