inst himself. This was the late system: let us hope that it will be
superseded by a better one; and that the landlord will think it a duty,
but neither a trouble nor a condescension, to look into his own affairs,
and keep an eye upon the morals and habits of his tenantry.

The Colonel, as he had said, remained more than a fortnight upon his
estate; and, as he often declared since, the recollections arising from
the good which he performed during that brief period, rendered it
the portion of his past life upon which he could look with most
satisfaction. He did not leave the country till he saw M'Evoy and his
family restored to their farm, and once more independent;--until he had
redressed every well-founded complaint, secured the affections of those
who had before detested him, and diffused peace and comfort among every
family upon his estate. From thenceforth he watched the interests of his
tenants, and soon found that in promoting their welfare, and instructing
them in their duties, he was more his own benefactor than theirs.
Before many years had elapsed, his property was wonderfully improved;
he himself was called the "Lucky Landlord," "bekase," said the people,
"ever since he spoke to, an' advised his tenants, we find that it's
lucky to live undher him. The people has heart to work wid a gintleman
that won't grind thim; an' so sign's on it, every one thrives upon his
land: an' dang my bones, but I believe a rotten stick 'ud grow on it,
set in case it was thried."

In sooth, his popularity became proverbial; but it is probable, that not
even his justice and humanity contributed so much to this, as the
vigor with which he prosecuted his suit against "Yellow Sam," whom he
compelled literally to "disgorge" the fruits of his heartless extortion.
This worthy agent died soon after his disgrace, without any legitimate
issue; and his property, which amounted to about fifty thousand pounds,
is now inherited by a gentleman of the strictest honor and integrity. To
this day his memory is detested by the people, who, with that bitterness
by which they stigmatized a villain, have erected him into a standard
of dishonesty. If a man become remarkable for want of principle, they
usually say--"he's as great a rogue as Yallow Sam;" or, "he is the
greatest sconce that ever was in the country, barrin' Yallow Sam."

We now dismiss him, and request our readers, at the same time, not
to suppose that we have held him up as a portrait of Iri