er's
Commission, but no decisive action has ever been taken by the Government
to put a stop to the scandal, and relieve the tenants from this open
tyranny. These Courts enforced, and still enforce, their decrees by
various forms of outrage, ranging "from the boycott," in its simplest
forms up to direct outrages upon property and the person.

"This dual Government business," he said, "can only end in a duel
between the two Governments, and it must be a duel to the death of one
or the other."

To-night at dinner I had a most interesting conversation with Mr.
Colomb, Assistant Inspector-General of the Constabulary, who is here
engaged with Mr. Cameron of Belfast, and Colonel Turner, in
investigating the affair at Mitchelstown. Mr. Colomb was at Killarney at
the time of the Fenian rising under "General O'Connor" in 1867--a rising
which was undoubtedly an indirect consequence of our own Civil War in
America. Warning came to two magistrates, of impending trouble from
Cahirciveen. Upon this Mr. Colomb immediately ordered the arrest of all
passengers to arrive that day at Killarney by the "stage-car" from that
place. When the car came in at night, it brought only one person--"an
awful-looking ruffian he was," said Mr. Colomb, "whom, by his
square-toed shoes, we knew to be just arrived from your side of the
water."

He was examined, and said he was a commercial traveller, and that he had
only one letter about him, a business letter, addressed to "J. D.
Sheehan."

"Have you any objection to show us that letter?"

"Certainly not," he replied very coolly, and, taking it out of his
pocket, he walked toward a table on which stood a candle, as if to read
it. A gentleman who was closely watching him, caught him by the wrist,
just as he was putting the letter to the flame, and saved it. It was
addressed to J. D. Sheehan, Esq., Killarney [Present], and ran as
follows:

"_Feb. 12th, Morning_.

"MY DEAR SHEEHAN,--I have the honour to introduce to you Captain
Mortimer Moriarty. He will be of great assistance to you, and I
have told him all that is to be done until I get to your place. The
Private _Spys_ are very active this morning. Unless they smell a
rat all will be done without any trouble.

"Success to you. Hoping to meet soon,--Yours as ever.

"(Signed) JOHN J. O'CONNOR."[6]

Despatches were at once sent off to the authorities at different points.
They were all transmitted, except to Cahircivee