h green ribbons, playing Croppies Get Up, Granny
Whale, and the like. But, your hanner, though I went the whole hog with
the repalers and emancipators, they did not make their words good by
making a man of me. Scant and sparing were they in the mate and drink,
and yet more sparing in the money, and Daniel O'Connell never gave me the
sovereign which he promised me. No, your hanner, though I played
Croppies Get Up, till my fingers ached, as I stumped before him and his
mobs and processions, he never gave me the sovereign: unlike your hanner
who gave me the shilling ye promised me for playing Croppies Lie Down,
Daniel O'Connell never gave me the sovereign he promised me for playing
Croppies Get Up. Och, your hanner, I often wished the ould Orange days
were back again. However as I could do no better I continued going the
whole hog with the emancipators and repalers and Dan O'Connell; I went
the whole animal with them till they had got emancipation; and I went the
whole animal with them till they had nearly got repale--when all of a
sudden they let the whole thing drop--Dan and his party having frighted
the Government out of its seven senses, and gotten all they could get, in
money and places, which was all they wanted, let the whole hullabaloo
drop, and of course myself, who formed part of it. I went to those who
had persuaded me to give up my Orange tunes, and to play Papist ones,
begging them to give me work; but they tould me very civilly that they
had no further occasion for my services. I went to Daniel O'Connell
reminding him of the sovereign he had promised me, and offering if he
gave it me to play Croppies Get Up under the nose of the lord-lieutenant
himself; but he tould me that he had not time to attend to me, and when I
persisted, bade me go to the Divil and shake myself. Well, your hanner,
seeing no prospect for myself in my own country, and having incurred some
little debts, for which I feared to be arrested, I came over to England
and Wales, where with little content and satisfaction I have passed seven
years."

"Well," said I; "thank you for your history--farewell."

"Stap, your hanner; does your hanner think that the Orange will ever be
out of the kennel, and that the Orange boys will ever walk round the
brass man and horse in College Green as they did of ould?"

"Who knows?" said I. "But suppose all that were to happen, what would it
signify to you?"

"Why then divil be in my patten if I would