When it played it played; and, as Outfield West affirmed, "it played till the cows came home!" There were plenty of familiar faces here to-day; Professor Gibbs's, old "Peg-Leg" Duffy's, Professor Durkee's, the village postmaster's, "Old Joe" Pike's, and many, many others.

" "Bard took Duffy's grey, and the grey can go like the devil.

" "Killed Calamity Ben at Drew's place, started a fire that near burned the house, and lifted Duffy's hoss.

Bard's ridin' Duffy's grey right now.

Every one of them seemed familiar with "Paddy Duffy's Cart" and its pretty chorus: "Twinkling stars are laughing, love, Laughing on you and me, While your bright eyes look into mine,

And so, if for no other reason, one might look forward to Mr. BERNARD DUFFY'S next book with uncommon interest.

Mr. DUFFY'S work, depending as it does mainly on a flow of charming and even exquisite side incident, suggests that he is no more than beginning to tap a most extensive reservoir.

For an eminently readable and all things considered a wonderfully impartial account of this movement, the reader cannot do better than consult Sir Charles Gavan Duffy's "Four Years of Irish History," which has the immense advantage of being history taken at first hand, written that is by one who himself took a prominent part in the scenes which he describes.

To read Duffy's "Young Ireland" and Mitchel's "Jail Journal", with draughts from the Spirit of the Nation. is to relive the period.

On the women of the Young Ireland period, see C. Gavan Duffy's Young Ireland (Dublin), and John O'Leary's Fenians and Fenianism.