es Ussher had never
yet been hit in a duel, and would therefore have no hesitation in
fighting one; he had never yet been seriously injured in riding, and
would therefore ride any horse boldly; he had never had his head
broken in a row, and therefore would readily go into one; he cared
little for bodily pain if it did not incapacitate him,--little at
least for any pain he had as yet endured, and his imagination was not
strong enough to suggest any worse evil. And this kind of courage,
which is the species by far most generally met with, was sufficient
for the life he had to lead.

But the quality in which Ussher chiefly excelled, and which was most
conducive to give him the character which he certainly held in the
country for courage, talent, and gallantry, was his self-confidence
and assurance. He believed himself inferior to none in powers of body
and mind, and that he could accomplish whatever he perseveringly
attempted. He had, moreover, an overwhelming contempt for the poor,
amongst whom his duties so constantly brought him, and it is not
therefore wonderful that he was equally feared and execrated by them.
I should also state that Myles Ussher had had sagacity enough to keep
some of the money which he had received, and this added not a little
both to his reputation and standing in the country, and also to
the real power which he possessed; for in Connaught ready money is
scarce, and its scarcity creates its importance.

This, then, was Feemy's lover, and she certainly did love him dearly;
he had all the chief ornaments of her novel heroes--he was handsome,
he carried arms, was a man of danger, and talked of deeds of courage;
he wore a uniform; he rode more gracefully, talked more fluently, and
seemed a more mighty personage, than any other one whom Feemy usually
met. Besides, he gloried in the title of Captain, and would not that
be sufficient to engage the heart of any girl in Feemy's position?
let alone any Irish girl, to whom the ornaments of arms are always
dear. But whether he loved her as truly, might, I fear, be considered
doubtful; if so, why were they not married?

Larry Macdermot was too broken-hearted a man, and too low-spirited,
to have objected to Myles on the ground of his being a Protestant: it
was not that he was indifferent about his religion, but he had not
heart enough left to be energetic on any subject. In other respects,
Myles was more than a match for his daughter, in the present fallen