THE MONITOR: An Illustrated Dublin Magazine. JANUARY, 1879. THE MOORES OF MOORE'S COURT. BY DENIS F. HANNIGAN. CHAPTER I. ONE night in the summer of the year 1828, two young men were seated together in an apartment in Trinity College, Dublin. A decanter and two glasses lay on a table before them; and, as they sipped their wine, they chatted with the careless freedom of students who have just passed the final examination for a University degree. They were both about the same age, and had entered college in the very same year. Moreover, as if nature sought to aid accidental circumstances in linking them together, there was a striking resemblance in their personal appearance: the only perceptible difference being that, while both were darkfeatured, the face of one was wilder and more gipsy-like than that of the other, and his utterance more rapid and vehement. They were both dressed in the fashion of young Irish gentlemen of that period; and, to complete the parallel, they both wore their college gowns flung loosely over their shoulders. Yet, despite these points of resemblance, an acute observer would probably discern in that gipsy-like face traces of genius and imaginative power, which he would fail to trace in the more passive countenance of his companion. "I assure you, my dear Charley," the quieter-looking young man was saying, “I never liked any fellow better than you, and never will. I am not one who can easily form new friendships. In fact, I am determined to call few persons my friends. Most people are time-servers and humbugs; and I, for one, don't believe much in attachments generated by self-interest. So don't talk any more about my forgetting you when we part, as I го VOL. I.-NO. I. A |