afe; we shall not, as I told you, call upon
them, be the result what it may; better that one guilty should escape,
than that three innocent persons should suffer."

Nogher again thanked him, and having taken up his hat, was about to
retire, when he paused a moment, and, after some consideration with
himself, said--

"You're a scholar, sir, an'--but maybe I'm sayin' what I oughtn't to
say--but sure, God knows, it's all very well known long ago."

"What is it, M'Cormick?" asked John; "speak out plainly; we will not
feel offended."

"'Twas only this, sir," continued Nogher, "I'm an unlarned man; but he
would write to you may be--I mane Connor--an' if he did, I'd be glad to
hear--but I hope I don't offind you, sir. You wouldn't think of me, may
be, although many and many's the time I nursed him on these knees, an'
carried him about in these arms, an he cried--ay, as God is my judge,
he cried bitterly--when, as he said, at the time--'Nogher, Nogher, my
affectionate friend, I'll never see you more.'"

John O'Brien shook him cordially by the hand, and replied--"I will make
it a point to let you know anything that our family may hear from him."

"An' if you write to him, sir, just in a single line, to say that the
affectionate ould friend never forgot him."

"That, too, shall be done," replied John; "you may rest assured of it."

The Bodagh, whose notions in matters of delicacy and feeling were rough
but honest, now rang the bell with an uncommon, nay, an angry degree of
violence.

"Get up some spirits here, an' don't be asleep. You must take a glass of
whiskey before you go," he said, addressing Nogher.

"Sir," replied Nogher, "I'm in a hurry home, for I'm _aff_ my day's
work."

"By ---, but you must," rejoined the

Bodagh; "and what's your day's wages?"

"Ten pence."

"There's half-a-crown; an' I tell you more, you must come an' take a
_cot--tack_ undher me, and you'll find the change for the betther, never
fear."

In point of fact in was so concluded, and Nogher left the Bodagh's house
with a heart thankful to Providence that he had ever entered it.

The day of Flanagan's trial, however, now approached, and our readers
are fully aware of the many chances of escaping justice which the
state of the country opened to him, notwithstanding his most atrocious
villainy. As some one, however, says in a play--in that of Othello,
we believe--"God is above all," so might Flanagan have said on this
occasion. The evi