CHAPTER I.

THE LAND-WAR IN IRELAND

A HISTORY FOR THE TIMES

BY JAMES GODKIN

AUTHOR OF 'IRELAND AND HER CHURCHES'

LATE IRISH CORRESPONDENT OF 'THE TIMES'

LONDON MACMILLAN AND CO. 1870

LONDON: PRINTED BY SPOTTISWOODE AND CO., NEW-STREET SQUARE AND

PARLIAMENT STREET

PREFACE.

It would be difficult to name any subject so much discussed during the

last half century as 'the condition of Ireland.' There was an endless

diversity of opinion; but in one thing all writers and speakers

agreed: the condition was morbid. Ireland was always sick, always

under medical treatment, always subject to enquiries as to the nature

of her maladies, and the remedies likely to effect a cure. The royal

commissions and parliamentary committees that sat upon her case were

innumerable, and their reports would fill a library. Still the nature

of the disease, or the complication of diseases, was a mystery. Sundry

'boons' were prescribed, by way of experiment; but, though recommended

as perfect cures, they did the patient no good. She was either very

low and weak, or so dangerously strong and violent that she had to be

put under restraint. Whenever this crisis arrived, she arrested the

special attention of the state doctors. Consultations were held, and

it was solemnly determined that something should be done. Another

effort should be made to discover the _fons malorum_, and dry it up if

possible.

A diseased nation, subject to paroxysms of insanity, and requiring

30,000 keepers, was a dangerous neighbour, as well as a serious

financial burden. Yet many contended that all such attempts were

useless. It was like trying different kinds of soap to whiten the skin

of a negro. The patient was incurable. Her ailment was nothing but

natural perversity, aggravated by religious delusions; and the root

of her disorder could never be known till she was subjected to a _post

mortem_ examination, for which it was hoped emigration, and the help

of improving landlords, would soon afford an opportunity. In the

meantime, the strait waistcoat must be put on, to keep the patient

from doing mischief.

But at length a great physician arose, who declared that this state of

things should not continue; the honour, if not the safety, of

England demanded that the treatment should be reversed. Mr. Gladstone

understands the case of Ireland, and he has courage to apply the

proper remedies. Yet the British public do not understand it so well;

and he will need all the force of public opinion to sustain him and

his cabinet in the work of national regeneration which they have

undertaken. It is not enough for a good physician to examine the

symptoms of his patient. He must have a full and faithful history

of the case. He must know how the disease originated, and how it

was treated. If injuries were inflicted, he must know under what

circumstances, how they affected the nervous system, and whether there

may not be surrounding influences which prevent the restoration of

health, or some nuisance that poisons the atmosphere.

Such a history of the case of Ireland the author has endeavoured

to give in the following pages. It it is no perfunctory service. He

resolved to do it years ago, when he finished his work on the Irish

Church Establishment, and it has been delayed only in consequence of

illness and other engagements. He does not boast of any extraordinary

qualifications for the work. But he claims the advantage of having

studied the subject long and earnestly, as one in which he has been

interested from his youth. He has written the history of the country

more or less fully three times. During his thirty years' connexion

with the press, it has been his duty to examine and discuss everything

that appeared before the public upon Irish questions, and it has

always been his habit to bring the light of history to bear upon the

topics of the day. Twenty years ago he was an active member of the

Irish Tenant League, which held great county meetings in most parts of

the island; and was enthusiastically supported by the tenant farmers,

adopting resolutions and petitions on the land question almost

identical with those passed by similar meetings at the present time.

Then Mr. Sharman Crawford was the only landlord who joined in the

movement; now many of the largest proprietors take their stand on the

tenant-right platform. And after a generation of sectarian division

and religious dissension in Ulster, stimulated by the landed gentry,

for political purposes, the Catholic priests and the Presbyterian

clergy have again united to advocate the demands of the people for the

legal protection of their industry and their property.

There is scarcely a county in Ireland which the author of this

volume has not traversed more than once, having always an eye to the

condition of the population, their mode of living, and the

relations of the different classes. During the past year, as special

commissioner of the _Irish Times_, he went through the greater part of

Ulster, and portions of the south, in order to ascertain the feelings

of the farmers and the working classes, on the great question which is

about to engage the attention of Parliament.

The result of his historical studies and personal enquiries is

this:--All the maladies of Ireland, which perplex statesmen and

economists, have arisen from injuries inflicted by England in the wars

which she waged to get possession of the Irish land. Ireland has been

irreconcilable, not because she was conquered by England, not

even because she was persecuted, but because she was robbed of her

inheritance. If England had done everything she has done against the

Irish nation, omitting the _confiscations_, the past would have been

forgotten and condoned long ago, and the two nations would have been

one people. Even the religious wars resolve themselves into efforts to

retain the land, or to recover the forfeited estates. And the banished

chiefs never could have rallied the nation to arms, as they so often

did against overwhelming odds, if the people had not been involved in

the ruin of their lords. All that is really important in the history

of the country for the last three centuries is, the fighting of the

two nations for the possession of the soil. The Reformation was

in reality nothing but a special form of the land war. The oath of

supremacy was simply a lever for evicting the owners of the land. The

process was simple. The king demanded spiritual allegiance; refusal

was high treason; the punishment of high treason was forfeiture of

estates, with death or banishment to the recusants. Any other law they

might have obeyed, and retained their inheritance. This law fixed

its iron grapples in the conscience, and made obedience impossible,

without a degree of baseness that rendered life intolerable.

Hence Protestantism was detested, not so much as a religion, as an

instrument of spoliation.

The agrarian wars were kept up from generation to generation, Ireland

always making desperate efforts to get back her inheritance, but

always crushed to the earth, a victim of famine and the sword, by the

power of England.

The history of these wars, then, is the history of the case of the

Irish patient. Its main facts are embodied in the general history of

the country. But they have recently been brought out more distinctly

by authors who have devoted years to the examination of the original

state papers, in which the actors themselves described their exploits

and recorded their motives and feelings with startling frankness. When

a task of this kind has been performed by a capable and conscientious

historian, it would be a work of supererogation for another enquirer

to undergo the wearisome toil, even if he could. I have, therefore,

for the purpose of my argument, freely availed myself of the materials

given to the public by Mr. Froude, the Rev. C.P. Meehan, and Mr.

Prendergast, not, however, without asking their permission, which was

in each case most readily and kindly granted.

The ancient state of Ireland, and especially of Ulster, is so little

known in England, that I was glad to have the facts vouched for by

so high an authority as Mr. Froude, and a writer so full of the

instinctive pride of the dominant nation; the more so as I have often

been obliged to dissent from his views, and to appeal against his

judgments. Beguiled by the beauty of his descriptions, I am afraid I

have drawn too largely on his pages, in proving and illustrating

my case; but I feel confident that no one will read these extracts

without more eagerly desiring to possess the volumes of his great work

from which they are taken.

I have similar acknowledgments to make to Father Meehan and Mr.

Prendergast, both of whom are preparing new editions of their most

valuable works. The royal charters, and other documents connected

with the Plantation of Ulster, are printed in the 'Concise View of the

Irish Society,' compiled from their records, and published by their

authority in 1832. Whenever I have been indebted to other writers,

I have acknowledged my obligation in the course of the work. In

preparing it, I have had but one object constantly in view: to present

to the public a careful collection and an impartial statement of facts

on the state of Ireland, for the right government of which the British

people are now more than ever responsible. I shall be thankful if my

labours should contribute in any measure, however humble, to the new

conquest of Ireland 'by justice' of which Mr. Bright has spoken.

His language is suggestive. It is late (happily not 'too late') to

commence the reign of justice. But the nation is not to be despised

which requires nothing more than _that_ to win its heart, while its

spirit could not be conquered by centuries of injustice. Nor should it

be forgotten by the people of England that some atonement is due for

past wrongs, not the least of which is the vilification and distrust

from which the Irish people have suffered so much. 'The spirit of a

man may sustain his infirmity; but a wounded spirit who can bear?'

Some manifestation of Christian magnanimity just now would greatly

help the work of national reconciliation. The time is favourable. The

Government enjoys the prestige of an unparalleled success. The only

Prime Minister that ever dared to do full justice to Ireland, is the

most powerful that England has had for nearly a century. He has in

his Cabinet the only Chief Secretary of Ireland that ever thoroughly

sympathised with the nation, not excepting Lord Morpeth; the great

tribune of the English people, who has been one of the most eloquent

advocates of Ireland; an Ex-Viceroy who has pronounced it felony

for the Irish landlords to avail themselves of their legal rights,

although he put down a rebellion which that felony mainly provoked;

another Ex-Governor, who was one of the most earnest and conscientious

that ever filled the viceregal throne, and who returned to Parliament

to be one of the ablest champions of the country he had ruled so well;

not to mention other members of commanding ability, who are solemnly

pledged to the policy of justice. In these facts there is great

promise. He understands little of 'the signs of the times,' who does

not see the dangers that hang on the non-fulfilment of this promise.

J.G.

LONDON: _January 20_, 1870.

CONTENTS.

I. INTRODUCTION

II. THE RULE OF THE O'NEILLS

III. SHANE O'NEILL, SOVEREIGN OF ULSTER

IV. EXTERMINATING WARS

V. AN IRISH CRUSADE

VI. THE LAST OF THE IRISH PRINCES

VII. GOVERNMENT APPEALS TO THE PEOPLE

VIII. THE CASE OF THE FUGITIVE EARLS

IX. THE CONFISCATION OF ULSTER

X. THE PLANTATION OF ULSTER

XI. THE REBELLION OF 1641

XII. THE PURITAN PLANTATION

XIII. THE PENAL CODE. A NEW SYSTEM OF LAND WAR

XIV. ULSTER IN THE EIGHTEENTH CENTURY

XV. POVERTY AND COERCION

XVI. THE FAMINE

XVII. TENANT-RIGHT IN ULSTER

XVIII. TENANT-RIGHT IN DOWN

XIX. TENANT-RIGHT IN ANTRIM

XX. TENANT-RIGHT IN ARMAGH

XXI. FAKNEY--MR. TRENCH'S 'REALITIES'

XXII. BELFAST AND PERPETUITY

XXIII. LEASE-BREAKING--GEASHILL

XXIV. THE LAND SYSTEM AND THE WORKING CLASSES

XXV. CONCLUSION--AN APPEAL TO ENGLISHMEN

XVIII. TENANT-RIGHT IN DOWN 313

XIX. TENANT-RIGHT IN ANTRIM 328

XX. TENANT-RIGHT IN ARMAGH 346

XXI. FAKNEY--MR. TRENCH'S 'REALITIES' 356

XXII. BELFAST AND PERPETUITY 381

XXIII. LEASE-BREAKING--GEASHILL 387

XXIV. THE LAND SYSTEM AND THE WORKING CLASSES 401

XXV. CONCLUSION--AN APPEAL TO ENGLISHMEN 424

THE LAND-WAR IN IRELAND.

CHAPTER I.

INTRODUCTION.

As the hour approaches when the legislature must deal with the Irish

Land question, and settle it, like the Irish Church question, once

for all, attempts are redoubled to frighten the public with

the difficulties of the task. The alarmists conjure up gigantic

apparitions more formidable than those which encountered Bunyan's

Pilgrim. Monstrous figures frown along the gloomy avenue that, leads

up to the Egyptian temple in which the divinity, PROPERTY, dwells in

mysterious darkness. To enter the sanctuary, we are solemnly

assured, requires all the cardinal virtues in their highest state of

development--the firmest faith, the most vivid hope, and the charity

that never faileth. But this is not the only country that has had a

land question to settle. Almost every nation in Europe has done for

itself what England is now palled upon to do for Ireland. In fact,

it is a necessary process in the transition from feudalism to

constitutional self-government. Feudalism gave the land to a few whom

it made princes and lords, having forcibly taken it from the many,

whom it made subjects and serfs. The land is the natural basis of

society. The Normans made it the artificial basis of a class. Society

in nearly every other country has reverted back to its original

foundations, and so remains firm and strong without dangerous rents or

fissures. No doubt, the operation is difficult and critical. But what

has been done once may be done again; and as it was England that kept

Irish society so long rocking on its smaller end, it is her duty

now to lend all her strength to help to seat it on its own broad

foundations. Giving up the Viceroy's dreams that the glorious mission

of Ireland was to be a kitchen garden, a dairy, a larder for England,

we must come frankly to the conclusion that the national life of the

Irish people, without distinction of creed or party, increases

in vigour with their intelligence, and is now invincible. Let the

imperial legislature put an end for ever to such an unnatural state of

things--thus only can they secure the harmonious working and cordial

Union of the two nations united together in one State--thus only can

they insure for the landlords themselves all the power and all

the influence that can be retained by them in consistency with the

industrial rights and political freedom of the cultivators of the

soil. These now complain of their abject dependence, and hopeless

bondage, under grinding injustice. They are alleged to be full of

discontent, which must grow with the intelligence and manhood of the

people who writhe under the system. Their advocates affirm that their

discontent must increase in volume and angry force every year, and

that, owing to the connection of Ireland with the United States,

it may at any time be suddenly swollen with the fury of a mountain

torrent, deeply discoloured by a Republican element.

It must be granted, I fear, that the Celts of Ireland feel pretty much

as the Britons felt under the ascendency of the Saxons, and as the

Saxons in their turn felt under the ascendency of the Normans. In

the estimation of the Christian Britons, their Saxon conquerors,

even after the conversion of the latter, were 'an accursed race, the

children of robbers and murderers, possessing the fruits of their

fathers' crimes.' 'With them,' says Dr. Lingard, 'the Saxon was no

better than a pagan bearing the name of a Christian. They refused to

return his salutation, to join in prayer with him in the church, to

sit with him at the same table, to abide with him under the same roof.

The remnant of his meals and the food over which he had made the sign

of the cross they threw to their dogs or swine; the cup out of

which he had drunk they scoured with sand, as if it had contracted

defilement from his lips.'

It is not the Celtic memory only that is tenacious of national wrong.

The Saxon was doomed to drink to the dregs the same bitter cup which

he administered so unmercifully to the Briton. His Teutonic blood

saved him from no humiliation or insult. The Normans seized all the

lands, all the castles, all the pleasant mansions, all the churches

and monasteries. Even the Saxon saints were flung down out of their

shrines and trampled in the dust under the iron heel of the Christian

conqueror. Everything Saxon was vile, and the word 'Englishry' implied

as much contempt and scorn as the word 'Irishry' in a later age. In

fact, the subjugated Saxons gradually became infected with all the

vices and addicted to all the social disorders that prevailed among

the Irish in the same age; only in Ireland the anarchy endured much

longer from the incompleteness of the conquest and the absence of the

seat of supreme government, which kept the races longer separate and

antagonistic. Perhaps the most humiliating notice of the degrading

effects of conquest on the noble Saxon race to be found in history,

is the language in which Giraldus Cambrensis, the reviler of the Irish

Celt, contrasts them with his countrymen, the Welsh. 'Who dare,'

he says, 'compare the English, the most degraded of all races under

heaven, with the Welsh? In their own country they are the serfs,

the veriest slaves of the Normans. In ours whom else have we for our

herdsmen, shepherds, cobblers, skinners, cleaners of our dog kennels,

ay, even of our privies, but Englishmen? Not to mention their original

treachery to the Britons, that hired by them to defend them they

turned upon them in spite of their oaths and engagements, they are

to this day given to treachery and murder.' The lying Saxon was,

according to this authority, a proverbial expression.

The Saxon writers lamented their miserable subjection in a monotonous

wail for many generations. So late as the seventeenth century an

English author speaks in terms of compassion of the disinherited

and despoiled families who had sunk into the condition of artisans,

peasants, and paupers. 'This,' says M. Thierry, 'is the last sorrowful

glance cast back through the mist of ages on that great event which

established in England a race of kings, nobles, and warriors of

foreign extraction. The reader must figure to himself, not a mere

change of political rule, not the triumph of one of two competitors,

but the intrusion of a nation into the bosom of another people which

it came to destroy, and the scattered fragments of which it retained

as an integral portion of the new system of society, in the _status_

merely of personal property, or, to use the stronger language of

records and deeds, _a clothing of the soil_. He must not picture to

himself on the one hand the king and despot; on the other simply his

subjects, high and low, rich and poor, all inhabiting England, and

consequently all English. He must bear in mind that there were two

distinct nations--the old Anglo-Saxon race and the Norman invaders,

dwelling intermingled on the same soil; or, rather, he might

contemplate two countries--the one possessed by the Normans, wealthy

and exonerated from public burdens, the other enslaved and oppressed

with a land tax--the former full of spacious mansions, of walled

towns, and moated castles--the latter occupied with thatched cabins,

and ancient walls in a state of dilapidation. This peopled with

the happy and the idle, with soldiers, courtiers, knights, and

nobles--that with miserable men condemned to labour as peasants and

artisans. On the one side he beholds luxury and insolence, on the

other poverty and envy--not the envy of the poor at the sight of

opulence and men born to opulence, but that malignant envy, although

justice be on its side, which the despoiled cannot but entertain on

looking upon the spoilers. Lastly, to complete the picture, these two

countries are in some sort interwoven with each other--they meet

at every point, and yet they are more distinct, more completely

separated, than if the ocean rolled between them.'

Does not this picture look very like Ireland? To make it more like,

let us imagine that the Norman king had lived in Paris, and kept a

viceroy in London--that the English parliament were subordinate to the

French parliament, composed exclusively of Normans, and governed by

Norman undertakers for the benefit of the dominant State--that the

whole of the English land was held by ten thousand Norman proprietors,

many of them absentees--that all the offices of the government, in

every department, were in the hands of Normans--that, differing in

religion with the English nation, the French, being only a tenth of

the population, had got possession of all the national churches and

church property, while the poor natives supported a numerous hierarchy

by voluntary contributions--that the Anglo-Norman parliament was

bribed and coerced to abolish itself, forming a union of England with

France, in which the English members were as one to six. Imagine that

in consequence of rebellions the land of England had been confiscated

three or four times, after desolating wars and famines, so that all

the native proprietors were expelled, and the land was parcelled

out to French soldiers and adventurers on condition that the foreign

'planters' should assist in keeping down 'the mere English' by force

of arms. Imagine that the English, being crushed by a cruel penal

code for a century, were allowed to reoccupy the soil as mere

tenants-at-will, under the absolute power of their French landlords.

If all this be imagined by English legislators and English writers,

they will be better able to understand the Irish land question, and to

comprehend the nature of 'Irish difficulties,' as well as the justice

of feeble, insincere, and baffled statesmen in casting the blame

of Irish misery and disorder on the unruly and barbarous nature of

Irishmen. They will recollect that the aristocracy of Ireland are the

high-spirited descendants of conquerors, with the instinct of conquest

still in their blood. The parliament which enacted the Irish land laws

was a parliament composed almost exclusively of men of this dominant

race. They made all political power dependent on the ownership of

land, thus creating for themselves a monopoly which it is not in human

nature to surrender without a struggle.

The possession of this monopoly, however, fully accounts for two

things--the difficulty which the landlords feel in admitting the

justice of the tenant's claims for the legal recognition of the value

which his labour has added to the soil, and the extreme repugnance

with which they regard any legislation on the subject. Besides,

the want of sympathy with the people, of earnestness and courage in

meeting the realities of the case, is conspicuous in all attempts

of the kind during the last half-century. Those attempts have been

evasive, feeble, abortive--concessions to the demand that _something_

must be done, but so managed that nothing should be done to weaken the

power of the eight thousand proprietors over the mass of the nation

dependent on the land for their existence. Hence has arisen a great

amount of jealousy, distrust, and irritability in the landlord class

towards the tenantry and their advocates.

The Irish race, to adopt Thierry's language, are full of 'malignant

envy' towards the lords of the soil; not because they are rich, but

because they have the people so completely in their power, so entirely

at their mercy for all that man holds most dear. The tenants feel

bitterly when they think that they have no legal right to live on

their native land. They have read the history of our dreadful civil

wars, famines, and confiscations. They know that by the old law of

Ireland, and by custom from times far beyond the reach of authentic

history, the clans and tribes of the Celtic people occupied certain

districts with which their names are still associated, and that the

land was inalienably theirs. Rent or tribute they paid, indeed, to

their princes, and if they failed the chiefs came with armed followers

and helped themselves, driving away cows, sheep, and horses sufficient

to meet their demand, or more if they were unscrupulous, which was

'distress' with a vengeance. But the eviction of the people even for

non-payment of rent, and putting other people in their place, were

things never heard of among the Irish under their own rulers. The

chief had his own mensal lands, as well as his tribute, and these he

might forfeit. But as the clansmen could not control his acts, they

could never see the justice of being punished for his misdeeds by

the confiscation of their lands, and driven from the homes of their

ancestors often made doubly sacred by religious associations.

History, moreover, teaches them that, as a matter of fact, the

government in the reign of James I.--and James himself in repeated

proclamations--assured the people who occupied the lands of O'Neill

and O'Donnell at the time of their flight that they would be protected

in all their rights if they remained quiet and loyal, which they

did. Yet they were nearly all removed to make way for the English and

Scotch settlers.

Thus, historical investigators have been digging around the

foundations of Irish landlordism. They declare that those foundations

were cemented with blood, and they point to the many wounds still open

from which that blood issued so profusely. The facts of the conquest

and confiscation were hinted at by the Devon Commissioners as

accounting for the peculiar difficulties of the Irish land question,

and writers on it timidly allude to 'the historic past' as originating

influences still powerful in alienating landlords and tenants, and

fostering mutual distrust between them. But the time for evasion and

timidity has passed. We must now honestly and courageously face

the stern realities of this case. Among these realities is a firm

conviction in the minds of many landlords that they are in no sense

trustees for the community, but that they have an absolute power over

their estates--that they can, if they like, strip the land clean of

its human clothing, and clothe it with sheep or cattle instead, or lay

it bare and desolate, let it lapse into a wilderness, or sow it with

salt. That is in reality the terrific power secured to them by the

present land code, to be executed through the Queen's writ and by the

Queen's troops--a power which could not stand a day if England did not

sustain it by overwhelming military force.

Another of the realities of the question is the no less inveterate

conviction in the tenants' mind that the absolute power of the

landlord was originally a usurpation effected by the sword. Right or

wrong, they believe that the confiscations were the palpable violation

of the natural rights of the people whom Providence placed in this

country. With bitter emphasis they assert that no set of men has any

divine right to root a nation out of its own land. Painful as this

state of feeling is, there is no use in denying that it exists. Here,

then, is the deep radical difference that is to be removed. Here are

the two conflicting forces which are to be reconciled. This is the

real Irish land question. All other points are minor and of easy

adjustment. The people say, and, I believe, sincerely, that they are

willing to pay a fair rent, according to a public valuation--not a

rent imposed arbitrarily by one of the interested parties, which

might be raised so as to ruin the occupier. The feelings of these two

parties often clash so violently, there is such instinctive distrust

between them, the peace and prosperity of the country depend so much

on their coming to terms and putting an end to their long-standing

feud, that it is still more imperatively necessary than in the

Church question, that a third party, independent, impartial, and

authoritative, should intervene and heal the breach.

There was one phrase constantly ringing in the ears of the Devon

Commissioners, and now, after nearly a generation has passed away, it

is ringing in the ears of the nation louder than ever--'_the want

of tenure_.' All the evidence went to show that the want of security

paralysed industry and impeded social progress. It seems strange that

any evidence should be thought necesary to prove that a man will not

sow if he does not hope to reap, and that he will not build houses for

strangers to enjoy. This would be taken as an axiom anywhere out of

Ireland. Of all the people in Europe, the Irish have suffered most

from the oppression of those who, from age to age, had power in the

country. Whoever fought or conquered, they were always the victims;

and it is a singular fact that their sufferings are scarcely ever

noticed by the contemporary annalists, even when those annalists

were ecclesiastics. The extent to which they were slaughtered in the

perpetual wars between the native chiefs, and in the wars between

those chiefs and the English, is something awful to contemplate, not

to speak of the wholesale destruction of life by the famines which

those wars entailed. On several occasions the Celtic race seemed very

nearly extinct. The penal code, with all its malign influence, had one

good effect. It subdued to a great extent the fighting propensities

of the people, and fused the clans into one nation, purified by

suffering. Since that time, in spite of occasional visitations of

calamity, they have been steadily rising in the social scale, and they

are now better off than ever they were in their whole history. When

we review the stages by which they have risen, we cannot but feel at

times grieved and indignant at the opportunities for tranquillising

and enriching the country which were lost through the ignorance,

apathy, bigotry, and selfishness of the legislature. There was no end

of commissions and select committees to inquire into the condition

of the agricultural population, whenever Parliament was roused by the

prevalence of agrarian outrages. They reported, and there the matter

ended. There were always insuperable difficulties when the natives

were to be put in a better position. Between 1810 and 1814, for

example, a commission reported four times on the condition of

the Irish bogs. They expressed their entire conviction of the

practicability of cultivating with profit an immense extent of land

lying waste. In 1819, in 1823, in 1826, and in 1830, select committees

inquired into and reported on drainage, reclamation of bogs and

marshes, on roads, fisheries, emigration, and other schemes for giving

employment to the redundant population that had been encouraged to

increase and multiply in the most reckless manner, while 'war

prices' were obtained for agricultural produce, and the votes of the

forty-shilling freeholders were wanted by the landlords. When, by the

Emancipation Act in 1829, the forty-shilling franchise was abolished,

the peasant lost his political value. After the war, when the price of

corn fell very low, and, consequently, tillage gave place to grazing,

labourers became to the middleman an encumbrance and a nuisance that

must be cleared off the land, just as weeds are plucked up and flung

out to wither on the highway. Then came Lord Devon's Land Commission,

which inquired on the eve of the potato failure and the great famine.

The Irish population was now at its highest figure--between eight and

nine millions. Yet, though there had been three bad seasons, it was

clearly proved at that time that by measures which a wise and willing

legislature would have promptly passed, the whole surplus population

could have been profitably employed.

In this great land controversy, on which side lies the truth? Is it

the fault of the people, or the fault of the law, that the country is

but half cultivated, while the best of the peasantry are emigrating

with hostile feelings and purposes of vengeance towards England? As

to the landlords, as a class, they use their powers with as much

moderation and mercy as any other class of men in any country ever

used power so vast and so little restrained. The best and most

indulgent landlords, the most genial and generous, are unquestionably

the old nobility, the descendants of the Normans and Saxons, those

very conquerors of whom we have heard so much. The worst, the most

harsh and exacting, are those who have purchased under the Landed

Estates Court--strangers to the people, who think only of the

percentage on their capital. We had heard much of the necessity of

capital to develope the resources of the land. The capital came,

but the development consists in turning tillage lands into pasture,

clearing out the labouring population and sending them to the

poorhouse, or shipping them off at a few pounds per head to keep down

the rates. And yet is it not possible to set all our peasantry to work

at the profitable cultivation of their native land? Is it not possible

to establish by law what many landlords act upon as the rule of their

estates--namely, the principle that no man is to be evicted so long as

he pays a fair rent, and the other principle, that whenever he fails,

he is entitled to the market value by public sale of all the property

in his holding beyond that fair rent? The hereditary principle,

rightly cherished among the landlords, so conservative in its

influence, ought to be equally encouraged among the tenants. The man

of industry, as well as the man of rank, should be able to feel that

he is providing for his children, that his farm is at once a bank and

an insurance office, in which all his minute daily deposits of toil

and care and skill will be safe and productive. This is the way to

enrich and strengthen the State, and to multiply guarantees against

revolution--not by consolidation of farms and the abandonment of

tillage, not by degrading small holders into day labourers, levelling

the cottages and filling the workhouses.

If the legislature were guided by the spirit that animates Lord Erne

in his dealings with his tenantry, the land question would soon

be settled to the satisfaction of all parties. 'I think,' said his

lordship, 'as far as possible, every tenant on my estate may call his

farm his castle, as long as he conducts himself honestly, quietly, and

industriously; and, should he wish to leave in order to find a better

landlord, I allow him to sell his farm, provided he pleases me in a

tenant. Therefore, if a man lays out money on his farm judiciously, he

is certain to receive back the money, should he wish to go elsewhere.'

He mentioned three cases of sale which occurred last year. One tenant

sold a farm of seventy acres in bad order for 570 l., another thirty

acres for 300 l., and a third the same number of acres in worse

condition for 200 l. The landlord lost nothing by these changes. His

rent was paid up, and in each case he got a good tenant for a bad one.

Lord Erne is a just man, and puts on no more than a fair rent. But

all landlords are not just, as all tenants are not honest. Even where

tenant-right is admitted in name, it is obvious that the rent may be

raised so high as to make the farm worth nothing in the market. To

give to the tenant throughout the country generally the pleasant

feeling that his farm is his castle, which he can make worth more

money every day he rises, there must be a public letting valuation,

and this the State could easily provide. And then there should be the

right of sale to the highest solvent bidder.

This might be one way of securing permanent tenure, or stimulating the

industry and sustaining the thrift of the farmer. But the nature

of the different tenures, and the effect of each in bracing up or

relaxing the nerves of industry, will be the object of deliberation

with the Government and the legislature. It is said that, in the hands

of small farmers, proprietorship leads to endless subdivision; that

long leases generally cause bad husbandry; that tenants-at-will often

feel themselves more secure and safe than a contract could make them;

that families have lived on the same farm for generations without a

scrape of a pen except the receipt for rent. On the other hand, there

is the general cry of 'want of tenure;' there is the custom of serving

notices to quit, sometimes for other reasons than non-payment of rent;

there are occasional barbarities in the levelling of villages, and

dragging the aged and the sick from the old roof-tree, the parting

from which rends their heart-strings; and, above all, there is the

feeling among the peasantry which makes them look without horror on

the murder of a landlord or an agent who was a kind and benevolent

neighbour; and, lastly, the paramount consideration for the

legislature, that a large portion of the people are disaffected to

the State, and ready to join its enemies, and this almost solely on

account of the state of the law relating to land. Hence the necessity

of settling the question as speedily as possible, and the duty of all

who have the means to contribute something towards that most desirable

consummation, which seems to be all that is wanted to make Irishmen of

every class work together earnestly for the welfare of their country.

It is admitted that no class of men in the world has improved more

than the Irish landlords during the last twenty years. Let the

legislature restore confidence between them and the people by taking

away all ground for the suspicion that they wish to extirpate the

Celtic race.

Nor was this suspicion without cause, as the following history will

too clearly prove. A very able English writer has said: 'The policy

of all the successive swarms of settlers was to extirpate the native

Celtic race, but every effort made to break up the old framework

of society failed, for the new-comers soon became blended with and

undistinguishable from the mass of the people--being obliged to ally

themselves with the native chieftains, rather than live hemmed in by a

fiery ring of angry septs and exposed to perpetual war with everything

around them. Merged in the great Celtic mass, they adopted Irish

manners and names, yet proscribed and insulted the native inhabitants

as an inferior race. Everything liberal towards them is intercepted in

its progress.

'The past history of Ulster is but a portion of Scottish history

inserted into that of Ireland--a stone in the Irish mosaic of an

entirely different quality and colour from the pieces that surround

it.

'Thus it came to pass that, through the confiscation of their lands

and the proscription of their religion, popery was worked by a most

vehement process into the blood and brain of the Irish nation.'

It has been often said that the Irish must be an inferior race, since

they allowed themselves to be subjugated by some thousands of English

invaders. But it should be recollected, first, that the conquest,

commenced by Henry II. in the twelfth century, was not completed till

the seventeenth century, when the King's writ ran for the first time

through the province of Ulster, the ancient kingdom of the O'Neills;

in the second place, the weakness of the Celtic communities was not so

much the fault of the men as of their institutions, brought with them

from the East and clung to with wonderful tenacity. So long as they

had boundless territory for their flocks and herds, and could always

move on 'to pastures new,' they increased and multiplied, and allowed

the sword and the battle-axe to rest, unless when a newly elected

chief found it necessary to give his followers 'a hosting'--which

means an expedition for plunder. Down to the seventeenth century,

after five hundred years' contact with the Teutonic race, they were

essentially the same people as they were when the ancient Greeks

and Romans knew them. They are thus described by Dr. Mommsen in his

'History of Rome:'--'Such qualities--those of good soldiers and of bad

citizens--explain the historical fact that the Celts have shaken all

States and have _founded none_. Everywhere we find them ready to rove,

or, in other words, to march, preferring movable property to landed

estate, and gold to everything else; following the profession of arms

as a system of organised pillage, or even as a trade for hire, and

with such success that even the Roman historian, Sallust, acknowledges

that the Celts bore off the prize from the Romans in feats of arms.

They were the true 'soldiers of fortune' of antiquity, as pictures and

descriptions represent them, with big but sinewy bodies, with shaggy

hair and long moustaches--quite a contrast to the Greeks and Romans,

who shaved the upper lip--in the variegated embroidered dresses which

in combat were not unfrequently thrown off, with a broad gold ring

round their neck, wearing no helmets and without missile weapons

of any sort, but furnished instead with an immense shield, a long

ill-tempered sword, a dagger and a lance, all ornamented with gold,

for they were not unskilful in working in metals. Everything was made

subservient to ostentation--even wounds, which were often enlarged for

the purpose of boasting a broader scar. Usually they fought on foot,

but certain tribes on horseback, in which case every free man was

followed by two attendants, likewise mounted. War-chariots were early

in use, as they were among the Libyans and Hellenes in the earliest

times. Many a trait reminds us of the chivalry of the middle ages,

particularly the custom of single combat, which was foreign to the

Greeks and Romans. Not only were they accustomed in war to challenge

a single enemy to fight, after having previously insulted him by words

and gestures; in peace also they fought with each other in splendid

equipments, as for life or death. After such feats carousals followed

in due course. In this way they led, whether under their own or

a foreign banner, a restless soldier life, constantly occupied in

fighting and in their so-called feats of heroism. They were dispersed

from _Ireland_ and Spain to Asia Minor, but all their enterprises

melted away like snow in spring, and they nowhere created a great

state or developed a distinctive culture of their own.' Such were

the people who once almost terminated the existence of Rome, and were

afterwards with difficulty repulsed from Greece, who became masters of

the most fertile part of Italy and of a fair province in the heart

of Asia Minor, who, after their Italian province had been subdued,

inflicted disastrous blows on successive Roman generals, and were only

at last subjugated by Cæsar himself in nine critical and sometimes

most dangerous campaigns, B.C. 51.

Niebuhr observes that at that time the form of government was

everywhere an hereditary monarchy, which, when Cæsar went into Gaul,

had been swallowed up, as had the authority of the Senate, in the

anarchy of the nobles. Their freedom was lawlessness; an inherent

incapacity of living under the dominion of laws distinguishes them as

barbarians from the Greeks and Italians. As individuals had to procure

the protection of some magnate in order to live in safety, so the

weaker tribes took shelter under the patronage of a more powerful one.

For they were a disjointed multitude; and when any people had in

this manner acquired an extensive sovereignty, they exercised it

arbitrarily until its abuses became intolerable, or their subjects

were urged by blind hatred of their power to fall off from them, and

gather round some new centre. The sole bond of union was the Druidical

hierarchy which, at least in Cæsar's time, was common to both nations.

Both of them paid obedience to its tribunal, which administered

justice once a year--an institution which probably was not introduced

till long after the age of migrations, when the expulsion of the

vanquished had ceased to be regarded as the end of war, and which must

have been fostered by the constant growth of lawlessness in particular

states--being upheld by the _ban_, which excluded the contumacious

from all intercourse in divine worship and in daily life with the

faithful. The huge bodies, wild features, and long shaggy hair of the

men, gave a ghastliness to their aspect. This, along with their fierce

courage, their countless numbers, and the noise made by an enormous

multitude of horns and trumpets, struck the armies arrayed against

them with fear and amazement. If these, however, did not allow

their terror to overpower them, the want of order, discipline, and

perseverance would often enable an inferior number to vanquish a vast

host of the barbarians. Besides, they were but ill equipped. Few of

them wore any armour; their narrow shields, which were of the same

height with their bodies, were weak and clumsy; they rushed upon their

enemies with broad thin battle-swords of bad steel, which the first

blow upon iron often notched and rendered useless. Like true savages,

they destroyed the inhabitants, the towns, and the agriculture of the

countries they conquered. They cut off the heads of the slain,

and tied them by the hair to the manes of their horses. If a skull

belonged to a person of rank, they nailed it up in their houses and

preserved it as an heirloom for their posterity, as the nobles in rude

ages do stag-horns. Towns were rare amongst them; the houses and

the villages, which were very numerous, were mean, the furniture

wretched--a heap of straw covered with skins served both for a bed

and a seat. They did not cultivate corn save for a very limited

consumption, for the main part of their food was the milk and the

flesh of their cattle. These formed their wealth. Gold, too, they

had in abundance, derived partly from the sandy beds of their rivers,

partly from some mines which these had led them to discover. It was

worn in ornaments by every Gaul of rank. In battle he bore gold chains

on his arms and heavy gold collars round his neck, even when the upper

part of his body was in other respects quite naked. For they often

threw off their parti-coloured chequered cloaks, which shone with

all the hues of the rainbow, like the picturesque dress of their

kinspeople the Highlanders, who have laid aside the trousers of the

ancient Gauls. Their duels and gross revels are an image of the rudest

part of the middle ages. Their debauches were mostly committed with

beer and mead; for vines and all the plants of southern regions were

as yet total strangers to the north of the Alps, where the climate in

those ages was extremely severe; so that wine was rare, though of all

the commodities imported it was the most greedily bought up.

Ulster was known in ancient times as one of the five Irish 'kingdoms,'

and remained unconquered by the English till the reign of James I.,

when the last prince of the great house of O'Neill, then Earl of

Tyrone, fled to the Continent in company with O'Donel, Earl of

Tyrconnel, head of another very ancient sept. Up to that period the

men of Ulster proudly regarded themselves as 'Irish of the Irish and

Catholic of the Catholics.' The inhabitants were of mixed blood, but,

as in the other provinces of the island, the great mass of the people,

as well as the ruling classes, were of Celtic origin. Those whom

ethnologists still recognise as aborigines, in parts of Connaught

and in some mountainous regions, an inferior race, are said to be

the descendants of the Firbolgs, or Belgae, who formed the third

immigration. They were followed and subdued by the Tuatha de

Danans--men famed for their gigantic power and supernatural skill--a

race of demigods, who still live in the national superstitions. The

last of the ancient invasions was by the Gael or Celt, known as the

Milesians and Scoti. The institutions and customs of this people were

established over the whole island, and were so deeply rooted in the

soil that their remnants to this day present the greatest obstacles

to the settlement of the land question according to the English model,

and on the principles of political economy, which run directly counter

to Irish instincts. It is truly wonderful how distinctly the present

descendants of this race preserve the leading features of their

primitive character. In France and England the Celtic character was

moulded by the power and discipline of the Roman Empire. To Ireland

this modifying influence never extended; and we find the Ulster chiefs

who fought for their territories with English viceroys 280 years ago

very little different from the men who followed Brennus to the sack

of Home, and encountered the legions of Julius Cæsar on the plains of

Gaul.

Mr. Prendergast observes, in the introduction to his 'Cromwellian

Settlement' that when the companions of Strongbow landed in the reign

of Henry II. they found a country such as Cæsar had found in Gaul

1200 years before. A thousand years had passed over the island without

producing the slightest social progress--'the inhabitants divided

into tribes on the system of the clansmen and chiefs, without a common

Government, suddenly confederating, suddenly dissolving, with Brehons,

Shaunahs, minstrels, bards, and harpers, in all unchanged, except that

for their ancient Druids they had got Christian priests. Had the

Irish remained honest pagans, Ireland perhaps had remained unconquered

still. Round the coast strangers had built seaport towns, either

traders from the Carthaginian settlements in Spain, or outcasts from

their own country, like the Greeks that built Marseilles. At the time

of the arrival of the French and Flemish adventurers from Wales, they

were occupied by a mixed Danish and French population, who supplied

the Irish with groceries, including the wines of Poitou, the latter in

such abundance that they had no need of vineyards.'

If vineyards had been needed, we may be sure they would not have been

planted, for the Irish Celts planted nothing. Neither did they build,

except in the simplest and rudest way, improving their architecture

from age to age no more than the beaver or the bee. Mr. Prendergast

is an able, honest, and frank writer; yet there is something amusingly

Celtic in the flourish with which he excuses the style of palaces in

which the Irish princes delighted to dwell. 'Unlike England,' he says,

'then covered with castles on the heights, where the French gentlemen

secured themselves and their families against the hatred of the churls

and villains, as the English peasantry were called, the dwellings

of the Irish chiefs were of wattles or clay. It is for robbers and

foreigners to take to rocks and precipices for security; for native

rulers, there is no such fortress _as justice and humanity_.' This

is very fine, but surely Mr. Prendergast cannot mean that the Irish

chiefs were distinguished by their justice and humanity. The following

touch is still grander:--'The Irish, like the wealthiest and highest

of the present day, loved detached houses surrounded by fields and

woods. Towns and their walls they looked upon as tombs or sepulchres,

&c.' As to fields, there were none, because the Irish never made

fences, their patches of cultivated land being divided by narrow

strips of green sod. Besides, they lived in villages, which were

certainly surrounded by woods, because the woods were everywhere,

and they furnished the inhabitants with fuel and shelter, as well as

materials for building their huts.

But further on this able author expresses himself much more in

accordance with the truth of history, when he states that the 'Irish

enemy' was no _nation_ in the modern sense of the word, but a race

divided into many nations or tribes, _separately_ defending their

lands from the English barons in the immediate neighbourhood.

There had been no ancient national government displaced, no dynasty

overthrown; the Irish had _no national flag_, nor any capital city as

the metropolis of their common country, nor any common administration

of law.' He might have added that they had no _mint_. There never was

an Irish king who had his face stamped on a coin of his realm. Some

stray pieces of money found their way into the country from abroad,

but up to the close of the sixteenth century the rudest form of barter

prevailed in Ulster, and accounts were paid not in coins but in cows.

Even the mechanical arts which had flourished in the country before

the arrival of the Celts had gradually perished, and had disappeared

at the time of the English invasion. Any handy men could build a house

of mud and wattles. Masons, carpenters, smiths, painters, glaziers,

&c., were not wanted by a people who despised stone buildings as

prisons, and abhorred walled towns as sepulchres. Spinning and weaving

were arts cultivated by the women, each household providing materials

for clothing, which was little used in warm weather, and thrown off

when fighting or any other serious work was to be done.

I should be sorry to disparage the Celtic race, or any other race, by

exaggerating their bad qualities or suppressing any reliable testimony

to their merits. But with me the truth of history is sacred. Both

sides of every case should be fairly stated. Nothing can be gained by

striving to hide facts which may be known to every person who takes

the trouble to study the subject. I write in the interest of the

people--of the toiling masses; and I find that they were oppressed and

degraded by the ruling classes long before the Norman invader took

the place of the Celtic chief. And it is a curious fact that when the

Cromwellians turned the Catholic population out of their homes and

drove them into Connaught, they were but following the example set

them by the Milesian lords of the soil centuries before.

The late Mr. Darcy Magee, a real lover of his country, in his Irish

history points out this fact. The Normans found the population divided

into two great classes--the free tribes, chiefly if not exclusively

Celtic, and the unfree tribes, consisting of the descendants of the

subjugated races, or of clans once free, reduced to servitude by the

sword, and the offspring of foreign mercenary soldiers. 'The unfree

tribes,' says Mr. Darcy Magee, 'have left no history. Under the

despotism of the Milesian kings, it was high treason to record the

actions of the conquered race, so that the Irish Belgae fared as badly

in this respect at the hands of the Milesian historians as the latter

fared in after times from the chroniclers of the Normans. We only know

that such tribes were, and that their numbers and physical force more

than once excited the apprehension of the children of the conquerors.

One thing is certain--the jealous policy of the superior race never

permitted them to reascend the plane of equality from which they had

been hurled at the very commencement of the Milesian ascendency.'

Mr. Haverty, another Catholic historian, learned, accurate, and

candid, laments the oppression of the people by their native rulers.

'Those who boasted descent from the Scytho-Spanish hero would have

considered themselves degraded were they to devote themselves to

any less honourable profession than those of soldiers, _ollavs_, or

physicians; and hence the cultivation of the soil and the exercise of

the mechanic arts were left almost exclusively to the _Firbolgs_ and

the _Tuatha-de-Danans_--the former people, in particular, being still

very numerous, and forming the great mass of the population in

the west. These were ground down by high rents and the exorbitant

exactions of the dominant race, _in order to support their unbounded

hospitality_ and defray the expenses of costly assemblies; but this

oppression must have caused perpetual discontent, and the hard-working

plebeians, as they were called, easily perceived that their masters

were running headlong to destruction, and that it only required a bold

effort to shake off their yoke.' Then follows an account of a civil

war, one of the leaders of the revolution being elected king at its

termination. Carbry reigned five years, during which time there was no

rule or order, and the country was a prey to every misfortune. 'Evil

was the state of Ireland during his reign; fruitless her corn, for

there used to be but one grain on the stalk; and fruitless her rivers;

her cattle without milk; her fruit without plenty, for there used to

be but one acorn on the oak.'

Dr. Lynch, author of _Cambrensis Eversus_, expresses his astonishment

at the great number of ancient Irish kings, most of whom were cut off

by a violent death, each hewing his way to the throne over the body

of his predecessor. But upon applying his mind to the more profound

consideration of the matter, he found nothing more wonderful in

the phenomenon 'than that the human family should proceed from one

man--the overflowing harvest from a few grains of seed, &c.' His

learned translator, the Rev. Matthew Kelly, of Maynooth, sees proof

of amendment in the fact that between 722 and 1022 twelve Irish kings

died a natural death. This candid and judicious writer observes in

a note--'It appears from the Irish and English annals that there

was perpetual war in Ireland during more than 400 years after the

invasion. It could not be called a war of races, except perhaps during

the first century, for English and Irish are constantly found fighting

under the same banner, according to the varying interests of the rival

lords and princes of both nations. This was the case even from the

commencement.'[1]

[Footnote 1: Vol. i. p.216.]

Many persons have wondered at the success of small bands of English

invaders. Why did not the Irish nation rise _en masse_, and drive them

into the sea? The answer is easy. There was no Irish nation. About

half a million of people were scattered over the island in villages,

divided into tribes generally at war with one another, each chief

ready to accept foreign aid against his adversary--some, perhaps,

hoping thereby to attain supremacy in their clans, and others, who

were pretenders, burning to be avenged of those who had supplanted

them. It was religion that first gave the Irish race a common cause.

In the very year of the English invasion (1171) there were no fewer

than twenty predatory excursions or battles among the Irish chiefs

themselves, exclusive of contests with the invaders. Hence the Pope

said--'_Gens se interimit mutua cæde_.' The Pope was right.

The clergy exerted themselves to the utmost in trying to exorcise the

demon of destruction and to arrest the work of extermination. Not only

the _Bashall Isa_, or 'the staff of Jesus,' but many other relics were

used with the most solemn rites, to impress the people with a sense

of the wickedness of their clan-fights, and to induce them to keep the

peace, but in vain. The King of Connaught once broke a truce entered

into under every possible sanction of this kind, trampling upon all,

that he might get the King of Meath into his clutches. Hence the Rev.

Mr. Kelly is constrained to say--'It is now generally admitted by

Catholic writers that however great the efforts of the Irish clergy to

reform their distracted country in the eleventh and twelfth centuries,

the picture of anarchy drawn by Pope Adrian is hardly overcharged.'

Indeed, some Catholic writers have confessed that the anarchy would

never have been terminated except by foreign conquest establishing a

strong central government. This, however, was not accomplished

till after a struggle of centuries, during which, except in brief

intervals, when a strong prince was able to protect his people, the

national demoralisation grew worse and worse. An Oxford priest,

who kept a school at Limerick, writing so late as 1566 of the Irish

nobles, says--'Of late they spare neither churches nor hallowed

places, but thence also they fill their hands with spoil--yea, and

sometimes they set them on fire and kill the men that there lie

hidden.'

Mr. Froude, following the Irish MSS. in the Rolls House, has presented

graphic pictures of the disorders of the Irishry in the reign of Queen

Mary. 'The English garrison,' he says, 'harassed and pillaged the

farmers of Meath and Dublin; the chiefs made forays upon each other,

killing, robbing, and burning. When the war broke out between England

and France, there were the usual conspiracies and uprisings of

nationality; the young Earl of Kildare, in reward to the Queen who

had restored him to his rank, appearing as the natural leader of

the patriots. Ireland was thus happy in the gratification of all its

natural tendencies. The Brehon law readvanced upon the narrow limits

to which, by the exertions of Henry VIII., the circuits of the

judges had been extended. And with the Brehon law came anarchy as its

inseparable attendant.'

The correctness of this view is too well attested by the records

which the learned historian brings to light, adopting the quaint

and expressive phraseology of the old writers whom he quotes. For

example:--

'The lords and gentiles of the Irish Pale that were not governed under

the Queen's laws were compelled to keep and maintain a great number

of idle men of war to rule their people at home, and exact from their

neighbours abroad--working everyone his own wilful will for a law--to

the spoil of his country, and decay and waste of the common weal of

the same. The idle men of war ate up altogether; the lord and his men

took what they pleased, destroying their tenants, and themselves never

the better. The common people, having nothing left to lose, became as

idle and careless in their behaviour as the rest, stealing by day and

robbing by night. Yet it was a state of things which they seemed all

equally to enjoy, and high and low alike were always ready to bury

their own quarrels, to join against the Queen and the English.'

At the time when the crown passed to Elizabeth the qualities of the

people were thus described by a correspondent of the council, who

presents the English view of the Irishry at that time:--

'The appearance and outward behaviour of the Irish showeth them to be

fruits of no good tree, for they exercise no virtue and refrain and

forbear from no vice, but think it lawful to do every man what him

listeth. They neither love nor dread God, nor yet hate the devil. They

are worshippers of images and open idolaters. Their common oath they

swear is by books, bells, and other ornaments which they do use as

holy religion. Their chief and solemnest oath is by their lord or

master's hand, which whoso forsweareth is sure to pay a fine or

sustain a worse turn. The Sabbath-day they rest from all honest

exercises, and the week days they are not idle, but worse occupied.

They do not honour their father and mother as much as they do

reverence strangers. For every murder that they commit they do not so

soon repent, for whose blood they once shed, they lightly never cease

killing all that name. They do not so commonly commit adultery; not

for that they profess or keep chastity, but for that they seldom or

never marry, and therefore few of them are lawful heirs, by the law of

the realm, to the lands they possess. They steal but from the strong,

and take by violence from the poor and weak. They know not so well who

is their neighbour as who they favour; with him they will witness in

right and wrong. They covet not their neighbours' good, but command

all that is their neighbours' as their own. Thus they live and die,

and there is none to teach them better. There are no ministers.

Ministers will not take pains where there is no living to be had,

neither church nor parish, but all decayed. People will not come to

inhabit where there is no defence of law.'

After six years of _discipline and improvement_ Sir Henry Sidney, in

1566, described the state of the four shires, the Irish inhabitants,

and the English garrison, in the following terms:--'The _English Pale_

is overwhelmed with vagabonds--stealth and spoil daily carried out of

it--the people miserable--not two gentlemen in the whole of it able

to lend 20 l. They have neither horse nor armour, nor apparel, nor

victual. The soldiers be so beggerlike as it would abhor a general to

look on them; yet so insolent as to be intolerable to the people, so

rooted in idleness as there is no hope by correction to amend them,

yet so allied with the Irish, I dare not trust them in a forte, or in

any dangerous service.'

A sort of 'special correspondent' or 'commissioner,' as we should call

him now, furnished to Cecil a detailed account of the social condition

of the people, which of course he viewed with English eyes. He found

existing among them a general organisation wherever the Irish language

was spoken--the remnants of a civilisation very ancient, but now fast

tending to ruin. Next to the chiefs were the priesthood, and after

them came a kind of intellectual hierarchy, consisting of four classes

of spiritual leaders and teachers, which were thus described. The

first was called the Brehon, or the judge. These judges took

'pawns' of both the parties, and then judged according to their own

discretion. Their property was neutral, and the Irishmen would not

prey upon them. They had great plenty of cattle, and they harboured

many vagabonds and idle persons. They were the chief maintainers of

rebels, but when the English army came to their neighbourhood they

fled to the mountains and woods 'because they would not succour

them with victuals and other necessaries.' The next sort was called

_Shankee_, who had also great plenty of cattle wherewith they

succoured the rebels. They made the ignorant men of the country

believe that they were descended from Alexander the Great, or Darius,

or Cæsar, 'or some other notable prince, which made the ignorant

people run mad, and care not what they did.' This, the correspondent

remarked, 'was very hurtful to the realm.' Not less hurtful were the

third sort called _Denisdan_, who not only maintained the rebels,

but caused those that would be true to become rebellious--'thieves,

extortioners, murderers, raveners, yea, and worse if it was possible.'

These seem to have been the historians or chroniclers of the tribe.

If they saw a young man, the descendant of an O' or a Mac, with half a

dozen followers, they forthwith made a rhyme about his father and his

ancestors, numbering how many heads they had cut off, how many towns

they had burned, how many virgins they had deflowered, how many

notable murders they had done, comparing them to Hannibal, or Scipio,

or Hercules, or some other famous person--'wherewithal the poor fool

runs mad, and thinks indeed it is so.' Then he will gather a lot of

rascals about him, and get a fortune-teller to prophesy how he is to

speed. After these preliminaries he betakes himself with his followers

at night to the side of a wood, where they lurk till morning. And when

it is daylight, then will they go to the poor villages, not sparing to

destroy young infants and aged people; and if a woman be ever so

great with child, her will they kill, burning the houses and corn, and

ransacking the poor cots; then will they drive away all the kine

and plough-horses, with all the other cattle. Then must they have a

bagpipe blowing before them, and if any of the cattle fortune to wax

weary or faint they will kill them rather than it should do the owner

good; and if they go by any house of friars, or religious house, they

will give them two or three beeves, and they will take them and pray

for them, yea, and praise their doings, and say, 'His father was

accustomed so to do, wherein he will rejoice.' The fourth class

consisted of 'poets.' These men had great store of cattle, and 'used

all the trade of the others with an addition of prophecies. They were

maintainers of witches and other vile matters, to the blasphemy of

God, and to the impoverishing of the commonwealth.'

These four septs were divided in all places of the four quarters of

Ireland, and some of the islands beyond Ireland, as Aran, the land of

the Saints, Innisbuffen, Innisturk, Innismain, and Innisclare. These

islands, he added, were under the rule of O'Neill, and they were

'very pleasant and fertile, plenty of wood, water, and arable ground,

pastures, and fish, and a very temperate air.' On this description

Mr. Froude remarks in a note--'At present they are barren heaps of

treeless moors and mountains. They yield nothing but scanty oat crops

and potatoes, and though the seas are full of fish as ever, there

are no hands to catch them. _The change is a singular commentary upon

modern improvements_.' There were many branches belonging to the four

septs, continues the credulous reporter, who was evidently imposed

upon, like many of his countrymen in modern times with better means

of information. For example, 'there was the branch of Gogath, the

glutton, of which one man would eat half a sheep at a sitting. There

was another called the Carrow, a gambler, who generally went about

naked, carrying dice and cards, and he would play the hair off his

head. Then there was a set of women called Goyng women, blasphemers

of God, who ran from country to country, sowing sedition among the

people.'[1]

[Footnote 1: Froude's History, of England, vol. viii. chap. vii.]

Mr. Froude says that this 'picture of Ireland' was given by some

half Anglicised, half Protestantised Celt, who wrote what he had seen

around him, careless of political philosophy, or of fine phrases with

which to embellish his diction. But if he was a Celt, I think his

description clearly proves that he must have been a Celt of some

other country than the one upon whose state he reports. Judging from

internal evidence, I should say that he could not be a native; for an

Irishman, even though a convert to Anglicanism, and anxious to please

his new masters, could scarcely betray so much ignorance of the

history of his country, so much bigotry, such a want of candour and

discrimination. If Mr. Froude's great work has any fault, it is his

unconscious prejudice against Ireland. He knows as well as anyone the

working of the feudal system and the clan system in Scotland in

the same age. He knows with what treachery and cruelty murders

were perpetrated by chiefs and lairds, pretenders and usurpers--how

anarchy, violence, and barbarism reigned in that land; yet, when he is

dealing with a similar state of things in Ireland, he uniformly takes

it as proof of an incurable national idiosyncrasy, and too often

generalises from a few cases. For example, in speaking of Shane

O'Neill, who killed his half-brother, Matthew Kelly, Baron of

Dungannon, in order to secure the succession for himself, he

says--'_They manage things strangely in Ireland._ The old O'Neill,

instead of being irritated, saw in this exploit a proof of commendable

energy. He at once took Shane into favour, and, had he been able,

would have given him his dead brother's rights.'

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