Without any historical knowledge of the matter, he knew by a species of instinct that pride was the wreck of most men, and that, to wield real, substantial power, it is often necessary to a.s.sume a garb of apparent inefficiency and incapacity. To this end, the greater the influence he possessed, the humbler did he affect to be; disclaiming everything like power, he got credit for possessing a far greater share than he ever really enjoyed.
That the stream of justice did not run perfectly pure and clear, however, may not be a matter of surprise; for how many rocks, and shoals, and quicksands, are there in the channel! and certainly my father was a dangerous hand at the wheel. Litigation, it must be owned, lost much of its vacillation. The usual question about any case was, "What does Con say? Did Con Cregan tell ye ye "ll win?" That was decisive; none sceptical enough to ask for more!
At the feet of this Gamaliel I was brought up; nothing the more tenderly that a stepmother presided over the "home department." As I was a stout boy, of some thirteen or fourteen at this period of my father"s life, and could read and write tolerably well, I was constantly employed in making copies of various papers used at the Sessions. Were I psychologically inclined, I might pause here to inquire how far these peculiar studies had their influence in bia.s.sing the whole tenor of my very eventful life; what latent stores of artifice did I lay up from all these curious subtleties; how did I habituate my mind to weigh and balance probabilities, as evidence inclined to this side or that; above all, how gratified was I with the discovery that there existed a legal right and wrong, perfectly distinct from the moral ones,--a fact which served at once to open the path of life far wider and more amply before me.
I must, however, leave this investigation to the reader"s acuteness, if he think it worth following out; nor would I now allude to it save as it affords me the opportunity, once for all, of explaining modes of thinking and acting which might seem, without some such clue, as unfitting and unseemly in one reared and brought up as I was.
Whether the new dignity of his station had disposed him to it or not, I cannot say; but my father became far more stern in his manner and exacting in his requirements as he rose in life. The practice of the law seemed to impart some feature of its own peremptory character to himself, as he issued his orders in our humble household with all the impressive solemnity of a writ,--indeed, aiding the effect by phrases taken from the awful vocabulary of justice.
If my stepmother objected to anything the answer was, usually, she might "traverse in prox" at the next Sessions; while to myself every order was in the style of a "mandamus." Not satisfied with the mere terrors of the Bench, he became so enamoured of the pursuit as to borrow some features of prison discipline for the conduct of our household; thus, for the slightest infractions of his severe code I was "put" upon No. 3 Penitentiary diet,--only reading potatoes _vice_ bread.
There would seem to be something uncongenial to obedience in any form in the life of an Irish peasant; something doubtless in the smell of the turf. He seems to imbibe a taste for freedom by the very architecture of his dwelling, and the easy, unb.u.t.toned liberty of his corduroys. Young as I was, I suppose the Celt was strong within me; and the "Times" says, that will account for all delinquencies. I felt this powerfully; not the less, indeed, that my father almost invariably visited me with the penalty of the case then before the Court; so that while copying out at night the details of the prosecution, I had time to meditate over the coming sentence. It was, perhaps, fortunate for me that capital cases do not come under the jurisdiction of a "sitting barrister;" otherwise I verily believe I might have suffered the last penalty of the law from my parent"s infatuation.
My sense of "equity" at last revolted. I perceived, that no matter who "sued," I was always "cast;" and I at length resolved on resistance. I remember well the night this resolution was formed; it was a cold and cheerless one of January. My father had given me a great ma.s.s of papers to copy, and a long article for the newspapers to write out, which the "Judge" was to embody in his address to the Bench. I never put pen to either, but sat with my head between my hands for twelve mortal hours, revolving every possible wickedness, and wondering whether in my ingenuity I could not invent some offences that no indictment could comprise. Day broke, and found me still unoccupied. I was just meditating whether I should avow my rebellion openly, and "plead" in mitigation, when my father came in.
My reader must excuse me if I do not dwell on what followed. It is enough to say that the nature of my injuries are unknown to the criminal statute, and that although my wounds and bruises are familiar to the prize-ring, they are ignored by all jurisprudence out of the slave states. Even my stepmother confessed that I was not fit to "pick out of the gutter;" and she proved her words by leaving me where I lay.
Revenge must be a very "human" pa.s.sion; my taste for it came quite naturally. I had never read "Oth.e.l.lo" nor "Zanga;" but I conceived a very clear and precise notion that I had a debt to pay, and pay it I would. Had the obligation been of a pecuniary character, and some "bankrupt commission" been in jurisdiction over it, I had doubtless been called upon to discharge it in a series of instalments proportional to my means of life; being a moral debt, however, I enjoyed the privilege of paying it at once, and in full; which I did thus: I had often remarked that my father arose at night and left the cabin, crossing a little garden behind the house to a little shed, where our pig and an a.s.s lived in harmony together; and here, by dint of patient observation, I discovered that his occupation lay in the thatch of the aforesaid shed, in which he seemed to conceal some object of value.
Thither I now repaired, some secret prompting suggesting that it might afford me the wished-for means of vengeance. My disappointment was indeed great that no compact roll of bank-notes, no thick woollen stocking close packed with guineas, or even crown-pieces, met my hand.
A heavy bundle of papers and parchment was all I could find; and these bore such an unhappy family resemblance to the cause of all my misfortunes that I was ready to tear them to pieces in very spite. A mere second"s reflection suggested a better course. There was a certain attorney in Kilbeggan, one Morissy, my father"s bitterest enemy; indeed, my parent"s influence in the Session court had almost ruined and left him without a client. The man of law and precedents in vain struggled against decisions which a secret and irresponsible adviser contrived beforehand, and Morissy"s knowledge and experience were soon discovered to be valueless. It was a game in which skill went for nothing.
This gentleman"s character at once pointed him out as the fitting agent of vengeance on my father, and by an hour after daybreak did I present myself before him in all the consciousness of my injured state.
Mr. Morissy"s reception of me was not over gracious.
"Well, ye sp.a.w.n of the devil," said he, as he turned about from a small fragment of looking-gla.s.s, before which he was shaving, "what brings ye here? Bad luck to ye; the sight of ye"s made me cut myself."
"I"m come, sir, for a bit of advice, sir," said I, putting my hand to my hat in salutation.
"a.s.sault and battery!" said he, with a grin on the side of his mouth where the soap had been shaved away.
"Yes, sir; an aggravated case," said I, using the phrase of the Sessions.
"Why don"t ye apply to yer father? He"s Crown lawyer and Attorney-General; faith, he "s more besides,--he "s judge and jury too."
"And more than that in the present suit, sir," says I, following up his ill.u.s.tration; "he"s the defendant here."
"What! is that his doing?"
"Yes, sir; his own hand and mark," said I, laughing.
"That"s an ugly cut, and mighty near the eye! But sure, after all, you "re his child."
"Very true, sir; it"s only paternal correction; but I have something else!"
"What"s that, Con my boy?" said he; for we were now grown very familiar.
"It is this, sir," said I; "this roll of papers that I found hid in the thatch,--a safe place my father used to make his strong-box."
"Let us see!" said Morissy, sitting down and opening the package. Many were old summonses discharged, notices to quit withdrawn, and so on; but at last he came to two papers pinned together, at sight of which he almost jumped from his chair. "Con," says he, "describe the place you found them in."
I went over all the discovery again.
"Did ye yourself see your father put in papers there?"
"I did, sir."
"On more than one occasion?"
"At least a dozen times, sir."
"Did ye ever remark any one else putting papers there?"
"Never, sir! none of the neighbors ever come through the garden."
"And it was always at night, and in secret, he used to repair there?"
"Always at night"
"That"ll do, Con; that "ll do, my son. You"ll soon turn the tables on the old boy. You may go down to the kitchen and get your breakfast; be sure, however, that you don"t leave the house to-day. Your father mustn"t know where ye are till we"re ready for him."
"Is it a strong case, sir?" said I.
"A very strong case--never a flaw in it."
"Is it more than a larceny, sir?" said I.
"It is better than that."
"I"d rather it didn"t go too far," said I, for I was beginning to feel afraid of what I had done.
"Leave that to me, Con," said Mr. Morissy, "and go down to yer breakfast."
I did as I was bid, and never stirred out of the house the whole day, nor for eight days after; when one morning Morissy bid me clean myself, and brush my hair, to come with him to the Court-house.
I guessed at once what was going to happen; and now, as my head was healed, and all my bruises cured, I"d very gladly have forgiven all the affair, and gone home again with my father; but it was too late. As Mr.
Morissy said, with a grin, "The law is an elegant contrivance; a child"s finger can set it in motion, but a steam engine could not hold it back afterwards!"
The Court was very full that morning; there were five magistrates on the bench, and Mr. Ball in the middle of them. There were a great many farmers, too, for it was market-day; and numbers of the townspeople, who all knew my father, and were not sorry to see him "up." Cregan versus Cregan stood third on the list of cases; and very little interest attached to the two that preceded it. At last it was called; and there I stood before the Bench, with five hundred pair of eyes all bent upon me; and two of them actually looking through my very brain,--for they were my father"s, as he stood at the opposite side of the table below the Bench.
The case was called an a.s.sault, and very soon terminated; for, by my own admission, it was clear that I deserved punishment; though probably not so severely as it had been inflicted. The judge delivered a very impressive lesson to my father and myself, about our respective duties, and dismissed the case with a reproof, the greater share of which fell to me. "You may go now, sir," said he, winding up a line peroration; "fear G.o.d and honor the king; respect your parents, and make your capitals smaller."
"Before your worship dismisses the witness," said Morissy, "I wish to put a few questions to him."
"The case is disposed of: call the next," said the judge, angrily.
"I have a most important fact to disclose to your worship,--one which is of the highest importance to the due administration of justice,--one which, if suffered to lie in obscurity, will be a disgrace to the law, and a reproach to the learned Bench."