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August 2. Breakfast with Drennan and Neilson. Sub-committee. More papers. Gog not at all equal in steadiness to Magog, and as vain as the devil. Magog not a grain of a Papist, nor Warren; all the others so so enough. Meet J. Bramston just setting off for England. Dine at Sweetman's with a long set. All well. Half the county Down have returned their delegates. Bravo!
August 3. Sub-committee. Folding circular letters, &c. Wexford returns at last. Rent-roll of their delegates, £15,000 per annum. Bravo! This makes eight counties.
Journal of the proceedings of John Hutton, Esq. on his third jour
ney to the North of Ireland ; including his artful negotiations with the Peep-of-day-boys, and sundry Peers of the realm ; also, his valorous entry into, and famous retreat out of the city of Rathfriland; interspersed with sundry delectable adventures and entertaining anecdotes.-Vive le Roi.
August 7, 1792. Set out posting on my expedition among the Peep-of-day-boys, with Gog and Neilson. Pleasant journey. Arrive in Drogheda, and dine. Settle with Neilson to meet us at Rathfriland. Go and drink tea with Mrs. Austin, an aunt of Gog's, who insists on our lodging with her. Promise to dine with Mr. Bird to-morrow. The 1st of last month kept here with additional solemnity: “July the first in Oldbridge Town there was a grievous battle.” Sick. Bed at eight o'clock.
8th. Go to the Coffee House. See the Derry Grand Jury resolutions, and the call of the county Wexford. In a horrible rage. Sit down and write a paper for the Northern Star, signed Vindex, abusing the resolutions, &c. Show Vindex to Gog, who is as pleased as Punch; tells me he has succeeded with the Bishops, and is to dine with them. Go to Bird's, and stay amongst a parcel of girls all the evening. Puppy. Home late.
9th. Walk out with Gog, and plan counter-resolutions for Derry: come home and write them. Gog takes them in his pocket to the Primate. Bird and Hamill ; propose to them to offer a coalition to the Protestant ascendency, and that instead.
of orange cockades, all parties should unite and wear green ones on the next first of July. A good scheme, though it is my own. They seem to think it could not be done. Let them try, however. Dinner with Dr. Reilly, the Primate, Plunket, Bishop of Meath, Reilly, Bishop of Clogher, Cruise, Bishop of Ardagh, M.Millan, Bishop of Down, Coyle, Bishop of Raphoe, M.Davit, Bishop of Derry, and Lennan, Bishop of Dromore, all very pleasant, sensible men. Dr. Plunket far the first; think he would be a credit to any situation. All well on the Catholic question. The matter as to the North now settled. More and more admire Dr. Plunket: glad to find the Catholic prelates men of such manners and understanding: beau-jour! All very civil to me, and complimentary about Vindex, and refuse to drink Lord Hillsborough. Bon. Home early. Bed.
10th. Travel with a third man, a Mr. Lynch, of Galway. Stupid. Newry. Introduced to Mr. O'Hanlon, Jr.: a clever young man. Go early to bed.
11th. Breakfast at O'Hanlon's. Hear that Mr. Barber is of opinion that we ought not to go to Rathfriland, and has desired some one to write us word so to Dublin. It is surmised that his reason is, lest we might be insulted by some of the bigots in that town. Cannot help it: what must be, must be, and we must go to Rathfriland. Buy powder and ball, and load our pistols, for fear of accidents. My balls too little ; damn it! Afraid of Capt. Swan, who is a bloody Peep-of-day-boy: endeavor to make a pun on his name: something about goosc, but it wont do. “ When as I sat in Babylon.” Hear just now that if we go to Rathfriland we shall be houghed: “pleasant, but wrong.” What is to be done? This information we have from Mr. O'Neil, of Cabra: cowardly enough, but I dare say he heard it. Set off for Mr. O'Neil, of Bannvale, on our way for Rathfriland. Arrive at length at that flourishing seat of liberality and public virtue. “I fear thee, O Rathfrilan:1, lest that thy girls with spits, and boys with stones, in pany battle slay me.” Stop at Murphy's Inn, six in number. all valiant. Get paper, and begin to write to Dr. Tighe, Mr. Barber, and Mr. A. Lowry. Stopped short by the intelligence that the Landlord will give us no accommodations! Hey! hey! The fellow absolutely refuses. He has cold beef and lamb chops, and will give us neither, but turns off on his heel. Damned fine. Well, Mr. Murphy! The dog is a Quaker. What is to be done.
now at past four ? Agree to send Mr. O'Neil for Barber. He goes off. Send also for Mr. Linsey, about two miles oft. Mr. Hutton offers to ride to Linen Hall for young Lowry. His horse wants a shoe. Damn it! Well. Too late now to get a messenger. Mr. O'Neil returns with news that Barber is out: all of a piece. A striking proof of the state of politics in this country, when a Landlord will not give accommodation for money to Catholics. Mr. Linsey has got a sore leg and cannot come. Get a Mr. Murphy at last, brother to our hospitable Landlord, and a decent man: explain the motives of our coming to him; and remind him of the conversation of 18th July last. He seems very much ashamed of the behavior of his brother, and, in some degree, apprehensive of our meeting some insult; which, however, he hopes may not happen. All stout. Some of us determined to make the boors of Rathfriland smoke for it, if they attack us, particularly McNally, who has ridden from Newry armed, merely to assist us in case of necessity; manly and decided! The gentlemen of the Town have learned, as we presume, that we are prepared, and therefore make no attempt to duck us, as they had lamented they did not do on our last visit. Leave Rathfriland in great force, the cavalry in the front. See about 150 Peep-of-day-boys exercising within a quarter of a mile of the town. Suppose if we had attempted to lie in the town, we should have had a battle. Arrive at Mr. O'Neil's and dine. Old gentry, and very hospitable and kind. Mr. O'Neil exceedingly hurt at being refused a dinner in Rathfriland, within sight of which he and his ancestors have lived for a century. Horrible thing, these religious discords, which are certainly fomented by the aristocrats of this country. Get off with great difficulty from O'Neil, and arrive at Newry about ten. Dismount with our four cases of pistols, very stout. 66 Five pound for a Peep-of-day-boy.” Huzza! Huzza! Generally glad that we are come back safe. Mug porter to a large amount. God bless every body. Bed.
12th. This is the Prince of Wales' birth day. Waited on by sundry Defenders to know if I will go to Dundalk and conduct their defence next assizes ? That may not be. Ask me whom I would recommend ; tell them Chamberlaine, Saurin, and Jebb. See Vindex in print; incorrect enough; made out a quotation on Captain Swan: “If he had been saucy, we would have made him
a rare bird on the earth, and very much like a black swan.” Hit this off yesterday, as we were going into Rathfriland, when I was in a fright. Was I in a fright? The truth is, I was not, and yet I was not a jot sorry when it was bed time, and all well, 6. All fair,” as Mr. Breslaw hath it. Dine at O'Hanlon's. After dinner ride to Rosstrevor along shore. Beautiful! Mourne, the sea, &c. Sit up very late and talk treason. Sad !
13th. Breakfast at Mr. Fagan's; several Catholics ; feuds in Newry. Advise them all to peace and unanimity. Agree to drink porter with them on our return, whither we mean to go to the Marquis of Downshire. How will his Lordship receive us ? Happy go lucky. Set off, and arrive at Hillsborough. Find that Lord Hillsborough is at Lord Annesley's, and will not be at home for two or three days. Agree to push on for Belfast, where we arrive and sup with Neilson and Simms. Neilson brings us home to lodge. Bed late.
14th. Walk out and see M'Cracken's new ship, the Hibernia. Hibernia has an English crown on her shield. We all roar at him. Dine at Neilson, with the old set. The county Down getting better every day on the Catholic question. Two of the new companies, commanded by Captains Cowan and Douglas, applied to be admitted in the Union regiment, commanded by Col. Sharman, and were refused, merely on the ground of their holding Peep-of-day-boy principles. Bon. Gog and Mr. Hutton called upon to give an account of the present state of Catholics. Mr. Hutton makes a long and accurate statement, which meets the unanimous approbation of all present. The Belfast men get warm with wine and patriotism. All stout; Gog valiant; also the Irish slave; also the Tanner; also Mr. Hutton. The Catholics offer to find soldiers, if Belfast will provide officers. All fair. Lurgan green as usual. Something will come out of all this. Agree to talk the matter over to-morrow, when we are all cool. Huzza! Generally drunk. Vive la nation! Damn the Empress of Russia ! Success to the Polish arms, with three times three. Huzza! Generally very drunk. Bed. God knows how. To dine to-morrow with the Tanner. Huzza! Huz-,
15th. Waken drunk. Breakfast with Neilson, the Jacobin, &c. Write a letter on the Grand Jury of Derry, signed a Derry Farmer; also a paragraph to the same purpose; also another on the report of the submission of the Poles; (very bad news if it be
true.) Also another on the Derry Grand Jury. See Sinclair, and tell him of our expedition to Rathfriland. The Draper in a rage. More volunteer companies springing up like mushrooms, nobody knows why. All the Antrim corps well. Please God, we shall furnish them with something to think of. This country will never be well until the Catholics are educated at home, and their clergy elective. Now a good time, because France will not receive their students, and the Catholics are afraid of the revolution, &c. Dinner at the Tanner's; all well. The Rev. T. Birch, of Botany Bay, tells us that he is just returned from a meeting of eighteen Dissenting clergymen from different parts of Ulster, and had the pleasure to find them all well disposed to Catholic liberty; he has no doubt but the cause is spreading most rapidly. His neighborhood, which is very populous, completely converted; some attempts made to prejudice his flock against him for the part he took on the 14th July, failed plump. He offered, in a very full congregation, to argue the point after meeting, with any man who differed from him, and was answered that there was no occasion, as all were satisfied. He thinks, what I fear is true, that the Catholic clergymen are bad friends to liberty. The priest of Saintfield preached against United Irishmen, and exhorted his people not to join such clubs, on which he was immediately rebuked in the chapel, by one of his congregation. All this very good. It cannot be that the rabble of Rathfriland should stop the growing liberty of Ireland. Home. Bed early.
16th The Tanner called on me to recommend two things: First, to publish the plan alluded to by the Derry Grand Jury, to which we agree, as secrecy is no longer necessary; and, secondly, that the new committee should not meet so early as October, because the longer it is delayed, the more numerous our friends in the North will be, as every day produces converts, and, therefore, if Government should attack the committee, we should have a stronger support. To this we answer, that we are sure Government will not venture on any strong measure until Parliament is sitting to back them, and it will be advisable to have the country members assembled for some little time before the danger, if any can arise, that they may know each other, and be accustomed to stand fire. The Tanner acquiesces in this reasoning ; very glad to see him so anxious about us, and so eager to procure us proper support. Digges used to praise him