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Full Title	The Emerald : an illustrated literary journal, v. VI, no. 126, July 2, 1870.
Contributor	Kickham, Charles Joseph, approximately 1826-1882.
Date Added	26 April 2022
Format	Newspaper
Language	English Irish
Publish Date	1870-07-02
Publisher	New York : Emerald Publishing Co.
Source	Joseph McGarrity Collection
Alternate Title	Knocknagou; or, The homes of Tipperary / by Charles J. Kickham. Homes of Tipperary
Topic	Irish American literature > Periodicals. American literature > Irish American authors. Irish Americans > Periodicals. Dime novels > Specimens. Popular literature > United States > 19th century > Periodicals.
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OCR QURNAL,) QD ns e CIS Ss g VOL. VIL—NO, 126. VY, JULY 2, 1870. UNTS. NEW YORK, SATURD:. PRICE TEN C you are, and little trouble id gives | the people hunted like dogs.” | re wrong there, Phil,” replied Hugh, “Pd like to see that old pike of yours taken from the thatch for a manly fight like that ‘98. “Don't you know ‘tis murder—wilful mur- oe och rig at 5 se. | U RHE Gomes oF iprerary. |» won in what he s Clancy, in his slow, emphatic way. he added, looking at the priest, “ there's om in what he says.” ' “Don't be talking foolish,” returned Father Hannigan, who saw that the eyes of three or ect for a minute or two. | fou were fixed inquiringly on his ”* he added, “I could count | face. ‘* Good never came of it.” , big an’ Tittle, between | “Do you hear him!” exclaimed old Phil an’ Shanbally bridge; an’ | Morris, turning to Hugh Kearney. vee with you,” HL jay you couldn’t light your pipe along that | “Well, to a great extent,” said Hugh, after a Ljoined them daring whole piece uy a road, barrin’ at wan house— | short silenee—for he saw tlicy all expected 1 sion. } an’ that’s my own, An’ why am T left tl would speak—* ent I agree with “Youdo!? excktimed old Phil, turning upon | Because they knew Td do id,” he muttered | Father no use in deny- him with a ecowl An’ who the divil cares | through his clenched teeth, as if he were speak- | ing that the dread of ass tion is the only ith ? You're | ing to himself, protection the people ha ast extermina- tion in this part of Ireland.” “Well, Iknow that,” returned Phil Morr letting his chin drop upon his shirt, and scemi to brood over the subj father Hannigan, 1 “ But five ace will never | thre BY CHARLES J, KICKHAM. ‘ i “ And take my come of it.” “eT [Entered according to Act of Congtess, in tne year 1370, by the Emerat t Publishing Co., Inthe Ci of the District Court ofthe United States for the Southern District of New York.1 PART I~CHAPTER XXXIL. Y and Maurice Kearney, and Phi! Lahy, a nd a few | what you or the likes of you ag round the soc board, : “tis justice 1 enj > uy God,” in their Morris, “te the bloody tyrants— the robbers and 's that rob perish, Tis justice to punish the bloody robbers !’? nd as old Phil struck his stick against the ground and looked around him, there was a mur- mur of applause from the bystanders, who, by this time, were pretty numerous. “The man that be- TRA lll i lieves he is robbed or WW i Wie AN persecuted,” said the aT AD Ae own part, 'd rather have a good lease with the worst landlord, than no lease with the best Xandlond that ever »roke bread. Security fs the only thing to impartial judge. If every one was to take the law into his own hands, there would be nothing but violence and bloodshed.” “Well, what do you say to giving the exterminators a fair trial before judge and jury jury ? “what judge and jury?” oTisn’t the judge an’ jury in the court- house,” returned Phil Morris, “ because they’re all for the tyr- ants, an’ some uv "em tyrants themselves; but a fair jury uv the people, an’ a fair judge.” “Tknow what you mean,” said Father foMah “But if the judge and jury in the court-house be all for the tyrant, don't ‘ay security or know for * Hold your tongue, you ctd sinner, i ‘tho had often com- ated Phil Morris’ views, as to how the land question could be best brought to a speedy settlement. e my old ey! maybe Pd want it yet!” he exclaimed, with a pike priest. “And the man that’d come to turn me out on the road, as I see others turned out on the road, I'd give him the length uv id, as sui as God made M “ And swing for it, said Father Hannigan, « Aye, an’ swing for it! shouted the old Croppy; for it was a musket bullet that shattered Phil Morris’ ‘Aye, judge and jury would be for the they'd never condemn a man that didn’t desarve id,” re- plied Phil, & fenom under selves, or that their own turn might come nex t— 1 ; 5 2 8 e ” tbe “ An’ De damned,” ENCCENAGCW © Xip Peereys W 4 Judge and jury, Phil ada the priest. KNOCKNAGCW. Nip Taorgy’s Wepine Party, Gwin if wh et 5

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