and desperation. Kelly, who was
furious, but still collected and decisive, shouted out in Irish, lest
the opposite party might understand him, 'Let every two men seize upon
one of those who have the arms.'

"This was attempted, and effected with partial success; and I have no
doubt but the Orangemen would have been ultimately beaten and deprived
of their weapons, were it not that many of them, who had got their
pistols out of Sherlock's, discharged them among their enemies, and
wounded several. The Catholics could not stand this; but wishing to
retaliate as effectually as possible, lifted stones wherever they could
find them, and kept up the fight at a distance, as they retreated. On
both sides, wherever a solitary foe was caught straggling from the rest,
he was instantly punished with a most cruel and blood-thirsty spirit.

"It was just about this time that I saw Kelly engaged with two men, whom
he kept at bay with great ease--retrograding, however, as he fought,
towards his own party. Grimes, who had for some time before this
recovered and joined the fight once more, was returning, after having
pursued several of the Ribbonmen past the market-house, where he spied
Kelly thus engaged. With a Volunteer gun in his hand, and furious with
the degradation of his former defeat, he ran-over and struck him with
the butt-end of it upon the temple--and Denis fell. When the stroke was
given, an involuntary cry of 'Murder,--foul, foul!' burst from those
who looked on from the windows; and long John Steele, Grimes's
father-in-law, in indignation, raised his cudgel to knock him down for
this treacherous and malignant blow;--but a person out of Neal Cassidy's
back-yard hurled a round stone, about six pounds in weight, at Grimes's
head, that felled him to the earth, leaving him as insensible, and
nearly in as dangerous a state as Kelly,--for his jaw was broken.

"By this time the Catholics had retreated out of the town, and Denis
might probably have received more punishment, had those who were
returning from the pursuit recognized him; but James Wilson, seeing the
dangerous situation in which he lay, came out, and, with the assistance
of his servant-man, brought him into his own house. When the Orangemen
had driven their adversaries off the field, they commenced the most
hideous yellings through the streets--got music, and played party
tunes--offered any money for the face of a Papist; and any of that
religion who were so unfortunat