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bruit of English valour, and of my Lord's clemency, had this effect. And the troops were received with shouts and triumphing, not only by the settlers and mixed people, but by the mere Irish also; who, had the fortune of war gone contrary wise, would doubtlessly have joined in overwhelming us. But the inhabiters of Kilkenny, who were now a loyal sort, looking upon the Lord-Lieutenant as a deliverer from the constant plunderings and lawless raids of the Irish, strewed their streets with green herbs and rushes, welcoming the General and his Officers, after their manner, with flattering orations.
And on the morrow, being Sunday, my Lord after his use would go to the Cathedral or principal Church. But there was neither bell, drum, nor trumpet, so much as to call the parishioners together. They stayed, expecting till their sovereign or mayor should come; and then they of any devotion followed him in. This was the manner. Afore, the Sargeant: then followeth the Sovereign, next the Sheriff. All now kneel down, every man by himself making his prayers as he shall please, silently. After this they rise and go out o' church again to drink: which being done, anon they return, when the minister beginneth the service. What would his Grace of Canterbury say? Tis the same form however, word for word, as with us, but in Latin. But in their baptisms they have another use: to wit, immersing bodily after the old fashion, but with a fond superstition of backwards and then forwards: the first, as 'tis said, to eject the evil spirit: the second, in obedience to the promise. And 'tis a notable thing in Ireland, whether from any old worship of heathen times, or from too weak a leaning on particular teaching (to which they be apt scholars), that they still, both in word and practice, hold the Devil for as strong a power as the Almighty God, being in truth more Manichæan than Christian. And a most wicked way they have in Connaught, which matches the profane Constantinehis trick; who, lest he should not have advantage of that forgiveness of sins vouched in Holy Baptism, put off the ceremony to his dying day: these ignorant folk—yet allowed by their priests—dip the child all but his right arm; to the end that that arm shall deal a more deadly, cruel, and destructive blow, as being yet in the Satanic nature.
Now near Clonmel was built, on a rock amid river, the Castle of Cahir—a Baronial stronghold, which enabled the lord to exact toll and tribute from all pasters, whether The Rock o' Cahir. 129
by land or water. Twas a secure retreat against all pursuit: and the Lord of Cahir's mode of life made pursuit a common thing. But the Lord of Cahir was now a hostage for his good behaviour with my Lord—only his lady, the Lady Cahir, kept the fort.
Here it happened, while reconnoitring, George Carew was shot through the cheek. A pitiful sight truly: for he was of noble descent, being, as was reported, a Cadet of the Marquis of Cork his house, and heir to Sir Peter Carew, or Carey as they indifferently call it, and as pleasant a comrade as one could wish. In Irish fashion would he boast, that though he were now but George, yet would he anon be Sir Peter! Then would he twist a rope of all Sir Peter's acts and progresses; from his infancy, when he paged the Prince of Orange beyond seas; through his travels to the Turkes' Court at Constantinople, and to "Vienna, where he had been within the Emperour's palace. In the French capital had he been too, and thoro' fair Italye, and was in truth a most welcome guest wheresoever. Nor would he, coming home, reserve himself, or live retiredly and punctiliously, after the manner of your vulgar travellers: but rather gloriously emulate the hospitable grandeur and lordly magnificence of
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these soreign princes he had most affected and admired. Such entertainment as Sir Peter held at Ballylashion Gallore, had never been seen in the memory of man (though boasted by the Harpers yet): nor had any Host such lauds as poor George would sing for him!
The Artillery had not yet come up. Dragged by men only, the delay might prejudice the exploit. But Essex made so fine a disposition of his forces, forming batteries and other field-works, in anticipation of the guns, that the guard of that Fort, having vainly expected help from Desmond and the White Knight, now secretly conveyed themselves, with as great stillness as possible, out of the Castle.
It was a just boast of the General that he had conquered, without loss, this, one of the proudest natural holds in Ireland; and that, beside discomfiting the enemy by its capture, and securing so great a safeguard in his rere, he had now opened anew the traffic of the Suir, which river had hitherto been impeded.
Then by foul ways, and in unseasonable weather, the army marched towards limerick and Adair; that arch rebel Desmond skirting us just beyond the musket shot. The Desmond. 131
Judge of this vexatious warfare! To soldiers of hightempered courage, who had seen sufficient service among trained bands; who had shared in systematic sieges; who had fought with enemies as knowing in the science of arms, as intrepid, as chivalrous as ourselves, what a miserably trying case was ours! Ye who have been at Zutphen, at Roan, at Lisbon, at Gades, see how patiently my Lord undergoeth all, and take courage!
Desmond cared ever to have some broad stream, or deep bog, or thick forest, or unscaleable rock between him and us. And, truth to say, we might, with as much chance, follow Will-o'-the-Whisp, who nightly gleamed, dancing around the Camp, as seek Fitzgerald among his native mountains.
The Earl passed on, however. He felt it would be a crowning victory in the South were he to capture the great traitor in his home, among his kindred, i' the midst of his rebel sept; for of all, not excepting Tyr Oen, this was the most constant outlaw, and the hardest to be borne with, being of a noble English family, nay, of the very Royal blood o' Plantagenet. Yet were he and his forbears ever enemies to her Grace and the late Princes, ever fostering revolt among