venerate, and I ask you not to allow your passion or your
prejudices to cloud your judgments--not to allow the country
to say that the Dublin juries are in the breeches-pocket of
the Attorney-General. Never let it be said that a prisoner,
forced into your country, carried off from the steamer which
was bearing him away from yours to his own, has been found
guilty on the evidence of perjured witnesses. Never let the
world say that a Dublin jury are not as honest as any other.
Do not allow those acrimonious feelings which unfortunately in
this country difference of sect engenders, to have anything to
with your verdict. As far as I am concerned, I ask no favour
from you. I ask no favour from any man that lives in the
world. I have always, gentlemen, adhered to my own principles,
and will do so while I am able. If you consent to send me
for my life to a penitentiary you will not make the slightest
impression on me. I am pleading for life and liberty--I am
pleading in the cause of justice, and I leave it in your
hands. I demand that you should exercise your best judgement
to render a verdict before the Omnipotent Creator of the
universe, who is looking into your hearts as well as mine--to
render a verdict for which you will be sorry--to render a
verdict that your countrymen will cheer--to render a verdict
that will make you venerated and admired im the land of your
birth while you live on this earth.

The jury, however, found not for the prisoner, but for the Crown.

When General Halpin took his place in the dock with, his fellow
"convicts," Colonel Warren and Augustine E. Costello, to receive his
sentence, he appeared calm and uuimpassioned as ever. The question why