although the
night was by no means dark. On passing onwards, towards home, he met
another person walking after the carman, who, on seeing him (Sullivan)
hastily threw some weapon or other into the ditch. The hour was about
three o'clock in the night (morning,) and on looking close at the man,
for he seemed to follow the other in a stealthy way, he could only
observe that he had a very pale face, and heavy black eyebrows; indeed
he has little doubt but that the prisoner is the man, although he will
not actually swear it after such a length of time.

This was the evidence given by Bartholomew Sullivan.

The third witness produced was Theodosius M'Mahon, or, as he was better
known, Toddy Mack, the Pedlar, who deposed to the fact of having,
previously to his departure for Boston, given to Peter Magennis a
present of a steel tobacco-box as a keep-sake, and as the man did not
use tobacco, he said, on putting it into his pocket--

"This will do nicely to hould my money in, on my way home from Dublin."

Upon which Toddy Mack observed, laughingly--

"That if he put either silver or brass in it, half the country would
know it by the jingle."

"I'll take care of that, never fear," replied Magennis, "for I'll put
nothing in this, but the soft, comfortable notes."

He was asked if the box had any particular mark by which it might be
known?

"Yes, he had himself punched upon the lid of it the initials of the
person to whom he gave it--P. M., for Peter Magennis."

"Would you know the box if you saw it?"

"Certainly!"

"Is that it?" asked the prosecuting attorney, placing the box in his
hands.

"That is the same box I gave him, upon my oath. It's a good deal rusted
now, but there's the holes as I punched them; and by the same token,
there is the letter P., the very place yet where the two holes broke
into one, as I was punchin' it."

"Pray, how did the box come to turn up?" asked the judge:--"In whose
possession has it been ever since?"

"My lord, we have just come to that. Crier, call Eleanor M'Guirk."

The woman hitherto known as Nelly M'Gowan, and supposed to be the
Prophet's wife now made her appearance.

"Will you state to the gentlemen of the jury what you know about this
box?"

Our readers are partially aware of her evidence with respect to it. We
shall, however, briefly recapitulate her account of the circumstance.

"The first time she ever saw it," she said, "was the night the carman
was murdered, or t