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ranges of mountains, was not flat, or soft, or smoothế nor the bright arbutus ;--no cliffs clothed with ivy no meadow, no morass, no bog--but the most appa- , looked smilingly down upon us. We saw only a rently-tumultuous, yet actually regular, congeries of double wall of rocks, down whose sides torrents were rocks that ever
Suppose yon the Bay dashing at every step,- cataracts that hissed and of Biscay in a hurricane, from the west-suppose yon foamed as they rushed over the steeps, whose tops were the tremendous swell, when the top-gallant mast of one a sea of mist. This Pass of Camineagh was the a ship would be hid within the trough of its waves-- scene of a strange affair in 1822, when the Rockites and now suppose that by some Almighty fiat all this were in insurrection. As the soldiery passed through the vexed ocean was arrested in an instant, and there fixed defile, the “boys,” who were hidden amidst the rocks, as a specimen of God's wonders in the deep. Such suddenly loosened an enormous mass which they had you may suppose Glengariff. It appears as if the stra- quietly undermined, and down it came into the glen-tifications of the rock were forced up by some uniform | blocking up the defile. They were a moment too late. power from the central abyss, and there left to stand at The soldiery had gone by; and their plan of overa certain and defined angle, a solidified storm. And whelming the loyalists by superior numbers was effecnow suppose, that in every indenture, hole, crevice,' tually frustrated by their own act. The rock which and inflexion of those rocks, grew a yew or holly ; | had fallen was an impassable barrier. there the yew, with its yellow tinge; and here the As we emerge out of the Pass we see a strange proarbutus, with its red stem and leaf of brighter green, cession before us--laden carts, followed by crowds of and its rough, wild, uncontrolled growth, adorning, and women shrouded in their dark blue cloaks from the falling at the same time disclosing the romantic singularity of torrent. The whole scene was eminently picturesque. the scene. I know not that ever I read of such a But the picturesque was soon forgotten in the stern place, so wild and so beautiful.” (Cut No. 15.) reality which belonged to this sight. The carts were
In that morning of tremendous rain we take our bearing Indian meal from Bantry, for distribution at seats in a covered car, to pursue our journey towards various stations along this road. We soon reached one Cork, by Macroom. Not one feature of the scenery to of these. There, in small shelter, sat a hundred or be descried except the river, by the side of which the more of patient women, waiting for the dole that was road for some time runs. But after two hours' travel to avert starvation for another week. Those who have we at length come to a wonder, which such a day clamoured against the temporary out-door relief that as this raises into sublimity. The Pass of Camineagh Ireland's poor have required, and were more especially has been described by Otway, as it appeared to him needing when we saw them, should have witnessed this under brighter circumstances :
Indian meal procession, and have seen the unhappy "This deep and extraordinary chasm which Nature women staggering under their loaded bags to the cabins has excavated through these mountains, and which, in the hills; and, we believe, they would have come within these last ten years has been taken advantage to feel how just are the words which Mr. Nicholls of in order to make an excellent road between uttered—(Mr. Nicholls, who introduced the Workhouse Macroom and Bantry, is really one of the most pic- Test for Ireland, but was too wise and humane not to turesque things in Ireland. It is well worth a journey know that a Famine made an exception to his system) to see its rocks and precipices—its "cliffs clothed with memorable words,—"The preservation of human life is ivy, and, here and there, interspersed through the a paramount duty." masses of rocks, old holly and yew-trees, and occa- And here we quit these remembrances of a week sionally an arbutus; and then its strange and sudden which opened to us new sources of pleasure, and unwindings-you look back, and you cannot find out how wonted experiences. We saw this portion of Ireland you got in-before you, and you cannot imagine how at a period of great depression. Better prospects are you are to get forward. You might imagine that the arising in a season of abundance; but let it not be Spirit of the Mountains had got you into his strong. thought in England that any amount of abundance will hold, and here you were impounded by everlasting cure the social miseries of the land. We have our enchantment. Then! the surpassing loneliness of the work to do; and we cannot set about it more effectually place,
than now, when angry passions are still, and the people I
are hopeful : So deeply felt the force of solitude.
“ There is a vision in the heart of each,
Of justice, mercy, wisdom ; tenderness
To wrong and pain, and knowledge of its cure-
And these, embodied in a woman's form,
That best transmits them, pure as first received But when we were hemmed in, for about a mile, by the From God above her, to mankind below.” mighty chasm, we saw neither the yew, nor the holly,
We have grouped Connamara with Killarney in the between Connaught and the other provinces. This has same section of The Land we Live in,' for two been regarded, however, by the rulers of Ireland, in past reasons. In the first place, it appears to us that there times, as a boundary in a sense which we may hope is great hope for Ireland in the development of the vast will now pass away. “It is singularly illustrative," resources of this district. Connaught, in the times of says Sir Robert Kane, in his 'Industrial Resources of religious persecution, was assigned as the place of Ireland' (a work replete with valuable information), banishment for the non-conforming Catholics-a place of how little reflection was devoted to Irish subjects which was profanely associated by the intolerance of —of how slightly the true and only means of consolipuritanism with that more desolate region to which dating a people by giving them common habits of fanaticism would consign all those who differ in points industry, of sociality, and of traffic, was thought about of belief. It would accord well with the better spirit in relation to this country, that the Shannon was for of our own times, if Connaught were to become a place so many generations looked upon as a useful barrier in which capital might find its employment, and labour and defence against the uncivilized tribes who dwelt its refuge from the worst of tyrannies—the land beyond its boundary. The cost of maintaining in good tyranny. To plant Connaught is the ambition of a repair the various fortifications at what were called the great statesman ; and it will be planted,—whether by passes of the Shannon, was defrayed with pleasure ; individuals or corporations, is little matter. Secondly, but the idea of rendering fortifications useless, of erectConnamara is full of glorious scenery; and now that ing the bulwarks of the state in the hearts of the Ireland is again claiming her proper share of a laudable inhabitants by fostering their industry, by encouraging curiosity, Connamara will open her noble bays, and their commerce and agriculture, and promoting their lakes, and mountains, to the gaze of the stranger. education, did not occur to the statesmen of that
No one, accustomed to the associations which group epoch.” themselves around commercial and maritime affairs, can The counties which are cut off from the rest of look at the Shannon and the portion of Ireland spread Ireland by the Shannon-Clare, Galway, Mayo, Rosout beyond it, without a desire to penetrate the future, common, Sligo, and Leitrim-are among those whose and see what Providence holds in store for this remark- misery has most frequently been brought under the able country. The noble river acts as a line of sepa- notice of England and Englishmen during the last few ration, extending nearly north and south, through so years.
years. A portion of Galway is that to which we are long a distance as to form a very significant boundary about to call the reader's attention.