As, although I had no compunction in assisting to break up
this den of ruffians, I pitied the poor woman, who was probably
innocent of any crime, I handed her the gold piece which her husband
had given me, and did not leave her till assured that the neighbors
would look after her till her departure. In later years I have often
passed the scene of these transactions, and a shudder passed through
my frame as I remembered my experiences among the Fenians.
CHAPTER VI.
A Disciple of Satan.
About the year 1866 I was summoned to attend a lady in Berri street,
the wife of an officer in the ----th Rifles. Her husband, Captain
O'Grady, had taken a furnished house for the winter, the quarters in
the Quebec Barracks being unsuited for the accommodation of a lady
of her station, and round the house on every hand evidences might be
seen of both wealth, taste and refinement. Mrs. O'Grady was a
beautiful woman of about twenty-two, and had only been married about
a year; her husband, who was an Irishman, loved her passionately,
and gave me particular charges concerning her, bidding me spare
neither trouble nor expense to render her illness as little irksome
as possible. After her baby (a fine boy) was born I attended her
regularly every day, and, as she had travelled in her youth and
lived for some time in Germany, she invited me to come and see her
in the evenings whenever I was at leisure, so that we might converse
in the beautiful language of Schiller and Goethe, and chat about
that beautiful far-off land.
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