of ball cartridge. The woman refused to give the slightest
information as to the names or identity of her companions; she said
she knew nothing about the arms contained in the boxes, that the
latter had been brought there by a strange man, and left in charge of
her husband, and that she had never seen them opened. As the men
were evidently by this time safe in Uncle Sam's dominions, the
police contented themselves with securing the ammunition, leaving
the woman to shift for herself. As I did not like the idea of
leaving her in the room alone and uncared for, I explained the
matter to the neighbors, who good-naturedly undertook to look after
her till she received money from her husband to pay her passage to
New York. As, although I had no compunction in assisting to break up
this den of ruffians, I pitied the poor woman, who was probably
innocent of any crime, I handed her the gold piece which her husband
had given me, and did not leave her till assured that the neighbors
would look after her till her departure. In later years I have often
passed the scene of these transactions, and a shudder passed through
my frame as I remembered my experiences among the Fenians.




CHAPTER VI.


A Disciple of Satan.

About the year 1866 I was summoned to attend a lady in Berri street,
the wife of an officer in the ----th Rifles. Her husband, Captain
O'Grady, had taken a furnished house for the winter, the quarters in