h had thus unexpectedly devolved upon her.

When the mother and daughter were reunited under circumstances so
affecting, the latter had almost numbered the threescore years, so near
the age of man; and the former, with all her mental faculties in their
full vigour, and retaining her bodily strength and all her senses to an
extraordinary degree, was on the verge of fourscore years and five. But
the tender and unremitting cares of her filial guardian were blessed for
three years longer in their pious aim,--

"T' explore the wish--explain the asking eye,
And keep awhile one parent from the sky."

Then the full of days was summoned to depart, and _I_--yes--_I_ remember
well the last scene of her long pilgrimage, though a little child when
present at it, and carried in my nurse's arms to the chamber of death.
_My_ mother was there also, for she was the granddaughter of that aged
dying woman--the daughter of Walter Barnard and Madelaine du Resnel. And
so it came to pass that la petite Madelaine was my own dear grandmother,
and that the fact was (I suppose) written on my forehead, for the future
investigation of that "grim white woman," the daughter of Adrienne de St
Hilaire, who, impelled by curiosity, and armed with hereditary hate,
dismayed me by that mysterious visit, which, opening up the forgotten
sources of old traditional memories, gave rise to my after daydream and
to this long story.

BOB BURKE'S DUEL WITH ENSIGN BRADY.

BY THE LATE WILLIAM MAGINN, LL.D.

[_MAGA_. MAY 1834.]

CHAPTER I.

HOW BOB WAS IN LOVE WITH MISS THEODOSIA MACNAMARA.

"When the 48th were quartered in Mallow, I was there on a visit to one
of the Purcells, who abound in that part of the world, and, being some
sixteen or seventeen years younger than I am now, thought I might as
well fall in love with Miss Theodosia Macnamara. She was a fine grown
girl, full of flesh and blood, rose five foot nine at least when shod,
had many excellent points, and stepped out slappingly upon her pasterns.
She was somewhat of a roarer, it must be admitted, for you could hear
her from one end of the Walk to the other; and I am told, that as she
has grown somewhat aged, she shows symptoms of vice, but I knew nothing
of the latter, and did not mind the former, because I never had a fancy
for your mimini-pimini young ladies, with their mouths squeezed into
the shape and dimensions of a needle's eye. I always suspect such
damsels as having a ve