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the present time, attracted her particular attention ; she stood for some time gazing into the room from the door-way : I asked her whose room it had been ? it was a good while before I got an answer in words, but her trembling hands, and the few tears, which came from a deep source, and spoke of sorrow of an old date, left no necessity to repeat that questionit was the room of Robert Emmet: another on the same floor was that of Russell.
They slept on matrasses on the floor, there was scarcely any furniture in the house ; they often went out after dark, seldom or never in the day time. They were always in good spirits, and Mr. Hamilton used often to sing, he was a very good singer ; Mr. Robert sometimes hummed a tune, but he was no great singer, but he was the best and kindest hearted of all the persons she had ever known : he was too good for many of those who were about him. Of Russell she spoke in terms hardly less favourable than those in which she expressed her opinions of Emmet. She mentioned the names of some gentlemen who occasionally visited them, some of whom are still living. At the rear of the house, in the court-yard, she pointed out the spot where she had undergone the punishment of half-hanging, and, while she did so, there was no appearance of emotions, such at least as one might expect recalled terror might produce, but there were very evident manifestations of feelings of another kind, of as lively a remembrance of the wrongs and outrages that had been inflicted on her, as if they had been endured but the day before, and of as keen a sense of those indignities and cruelties, as if her cowardly assailants had been before her, and those withered hands of her's had power to grapple with them.
The exterior of the house she could not recognize, some of the windows had been altered, an addition had been built to it at one end, the wall round the court-yard is new, and the outer gate, near the garden wall, was not where it formerly stood. A considerable quantity of ammunition and some pikes, on the night of the 23d, or the night following, were buried in the adjoining fields, but the precise spot where, she had no recollection.
It only now remains for me to remind my Irish readers that Anne Devlin is living in poverty, and that those (whatever may be their politics) who think that fortitude in the midst of
terrors, and unshaken fidelity to a master in the time of adversity, are manifestations of noble qualities, and worthy of commendation, may also remember that they are entitled to some recompense. No reward can compensate their possessor for her sufferings, but some assistance may contribute to her comfort for the short time she has to live. The only assistance she ever got from any person, from the day of Robert Emmet's death, was subsequently to her liberation, when a sum of money, somewhere about ten pounds, was subscribed for her, she knows not by whom, but it came into her hands through Mr. Edward Kennedy, a timber merchant of Newstreet, who had been confined in Kilmainham.
Trevor was one of those men who, in bad times, rose from obscurity, and sustain themselves in their new position, on the surface of society, by means which, at other periods, would drag down the reputation of any persons, living under a wellordered government, to the lowest depths of obloquy and infamy. This man had qualities infinitely baser than Sirr's ; he was cruel, vindictive, sordid, and perfidious: his misdeeds had been frequently complained of to the government, the memorials against him were seldom noticed. His services had been acceptable to the state, and they had been amply recompensed. He held a variety of offices—he was supervisor of state prisons, physician of ditto, an agent of transports—he was likewise a justice of the peace, and he exercised the functions of a suttler, a spy, an informer, and of inquisitor-general in Kilmainham jail. He was continually hatching plots to entrap prisoners, in their unguarded moments, into admissions of guilt, or the implication of others in it ; he contrived a plot to involve the friends of the unfortunate Robert Emmet in the alleged guilt of endeavouring to effect his escape, and when his dupes were made acquainted with the design, “ he stationed a man that went by the name of lame Kearney, a robber, in a waste place, over the range of the apartments of the state prisoners, where he (Kearney) was regularly posted for a fortnight, during which he bored holes in the ceiling, to look down upon the prisoners, and to catch their observations.
“ The ear of Dionysius was not a fable "* On another occasion he employed two men of the second class of state prisoners, Doyle and White, to suggest an attempt at prison
* Pedro Zenono, Inquisitor of Kilmainham. Dublin, 1807, p. 24.
breaking, with the view of bringing in the military, and leav
to do their duty” towards those who should be caught in the attempt. The plot was only counteracted by the disclosure of it, by Doyle, to the prisoners, and the unfortunate man was punished for so doing, by Dr. Trevor, by being immediately removed in irons, and sent on board the transport ship. On another occasion, at six o'clock in the morning, the dungeons and apartments of all the state prisoners were burst open, the gaoler went round with a guard of soldiers, with fixed bayonets, and one of the latter was posted in each cell or room, holding their muskets over each prisoner as he lay in bed, without uttering a syllable, and, when this ceremony had been gone through in every cell or apartment, the gaoler re-appeared, and searched each prisoner's effects, and carried away all his papers. These papers were delivered to Dr. Trevor, inspected on the pretence of searching for treasonable papers, but in reality for the purpose of discovering the original, in manuscript, of a ludicrous song written, of which he was the subject, which had become a street ballad, for the warbling of which some old syrens, not "syrens of old," were sent to jail for three months.
On another occasion, some of the state prisoners had transgressed one of the regulations of the jail, of trivial importance. Mr. Geo. Dunn behaved brutally on this occasion to the prisoners, and, amongst others, to Mr. Hickson ; the jailer was knocked down, in sight of his patron, by Mr. Hickson, a gentleman as little likely to be guilty of any act of unprovoked violence as any man I know. Trevor immediately sent off for the High Sheriff of the county, Mr. Luke White, who soon arrived, and entered the prison with a file of armed soldiers. The conduct of Mr. Luke White to his fellow-citizens in their unfortunate position was rude, arrogant, unfeeling, and unmanly. An investigation had been ordered by the orders of the Viceroy. The Chief Justice Downes, Judge Day, and Mr. Justice Osborne, were appointed to inquire into the complaints of the prisoners. The report of the judges, though it stated that the grievances complained of were exaggerated, recommended various alterations and ameliorations of the condition of the prisoners, in fact it was evident, even on the face of the report, that these gentlemen, for the majority of them were such, were treated with the most unnecessary severity.
The details of their sufferings are heart-sickening ; the common sink overflowed the cells of some of them, they were kept, except during two hours in the day, locked up in their cells, and the place which was used for certain purposes, was the same to which they were led, one after the other, in rotation, to their meals. All their hardships they attributed to the capricious cruelty and vindictive disposition of Dr. Trevor. The probability is the government kuew nothing, and cared nothing, about their treatment.
The government put these gentlemen in jail, the most of them on suspicion, and several of them most assuredly totally innocent of participation in Emmet's crime.
Dr. Trevor was the servant of that government, and for his guilt that government was answerable.
Mr. Marsden, the under-secretary in 1803, in a communication to Dr. Trevor, dated July 19, 1808, made the government responsible for his acts, by stating, that " he should be always ready to bear testimony to his ability, integrity, and usefulness, in his care and management of the jail and its prisoners, persuaded that, had he discharged his duties with less propriety, he would have had fewer enemies.” Lord Castlereagh likewise made the government responsible for Dr. Trevor's conduct during the former rebellion, by the following communication, dated from Downing-street, August 18, 1808.
'Sir,—I have to acknowledge your letter of the 4th inst., and have no hesitation in saying, from the opportunities I had of being acquainted with your conduct in the management of Kilmainham prison, in the year 1798, that it met with the entire approbation of the Irish government at that period. *
“I am, Sir,
“ CASTLEREAGH. “ Dr. Edward Trevor."
Trevor was an irritable vindictive man ; and it cannot be denied that some of his prisoners were irritable, and perhaps, unreasonable in their conduct under that irritation. Bernard Coile, and John Hevey, had suffered enough from persecution
* Dr. Trevor's Statement, page 24.
ed ; and yet this gentleman was one of the station acquaint
at various times, to render men not only irritable, but insane. The former I knew well, he was wholly unconnected with Emmet's affair. Duggan informed me that he and Condon applied to Coile to know if he would take a part in the “business," and Barney Coile said, "I will act constitutionally." St. John Mason, moreover, the cousin of Robert Emmet, was in no wise implicated in the conspiracy ;xthis fact is admitted by every person connected with it with whom
prisoners suffered the greatest hardships ; at one time he was three months locked up in his cell, and shut out from all communication with his fellow prisoners. And Dr. Trevor, forsooth, complains, in his pamphlet, that this gentleman's temper was irritable. When he was in solitary confinement, conscious of his innocence, but sensible, at the same time, of the wrongs done to him, of the ruin of his prospects at the onset of his career, of the injuries heaped on his character, of the insults daily offered to his person, when he was encaged like a wild beast ; treated like a felon, or worse than a felon, for the hatchman, who was charged with locking and unlocking the doors of his cell, when his food was flung to him, was a convicted murderer ; it was expected, forsooth, by Dr. Trevor, and Mr. Marsden, when their victim was enraged and phrenzied with such treatment, “ when his brain was on fire, and every fiend of hell was let loose on his heart, he should then, it seems, have placed himself before his mirror, he should have taught the stream of agony to flow decorously down his forehead. He should have composed his features to harmony, he should have writhed with grace, and groaned with melody.”
When Emmet fled to the mountains, he found the Wicklow insurgents bent on prosecuting their plans, and making an immediate attack on some of the principal towns in that county. Emmet, to his credit, being then convinced of the hopelessness of the struggle, had determined to withhold his sanction from