ter, a horse-shoe who broke at a
pinch;
The last was a fellow so _lively_, not death e'en his courage could
damp,
For as he was led to the gallows, he played his own "march to the
camp."[19]

PADDY FLEMING, DICK BALF, and MULHONI, I think are the next on my list,
All adepts in the beautiful science of giving a pocket a twist;
JEMMY CARRICK must follow his leaders, _ould_ PURNEY who put in a huff,
By dancing a hornpipe at Tyburn, and bothering the hangman for snuff.

There's PAUL LIDDY, the curly-pate Tory, whose noddle was stuck on a
spike,
And BILLY DELANEY, the "_Songster_,"[20] we never shall meet with
his like;
For his neck by a witch was anointed, and warranted safe by her charm,
No hemp that was ever yet twisted his wonderful throttle could harm.

And lastly, there's CAHIR NA CAPPUL, the handiest rogue of them all,
Who only need whisper a word, and your horse will trot out of his
stall;
Your tit is not safe in your stable, though you or your groom should
be near,
And devil a bit in the paddock, if CAHIR gets _hould_ of his ear.

Then success to the Tories of Ireland, the generous, the gallant,
the gay!
With them the best _Rumpads_[21] of England are not to be named the
same day!
And were further proof wanting to show what precedence we take with
our _prigs_,
Recollect that _our_ robbers are Tories, while those of _your_
country are Whigs.

"Bravissimo!" cried Jack, drumming upon the table.

"Well," said Coates, "we've had enough about the Irish highwaymen, in
all conscience. But there's a rascal on our side of the Channel, whom
you have only incidentally mentioned, and who makes more noise than them
all put together."

"Who's that?" asked Jack, with some curiosity.

"Dick Turpin," replied the attorney: "he seems to me quite as worthy of
mention as any of the Hinds, the Du-Vals, or the O'Hanlons, you have
either of you enumerated."

"I did not think of him," replied Palmer, smiling; "though, if I had, he
scarcely deserves to be ranked with those illustrious heroes."

"Gads bobs!" cried Titus; "they tell me Turpin keeps the best nag in the
United Kingdom, and can ride faster and further in a day than any other
man in a week."

"So I've heard," said Palmer, with a glance of sat