His Conscientious Scruples

James Carey, the most infamous of all the most infamous that poor Ireland lias yet proiluced - a man who, after organizing assassination and inducing men of inferior intelligence, who leaned upon his jiulgment, to do the work, oetrayed and turned his dupes over to the hangman - this man Carey testified the other day in court at Dublin that he didn't attend onc meeting of the assassination society held on Sunday because of Sabbatarian scruples! This reruinds me of a story poor dead Johnny Joyce used to teil of two Irishmen convicted of murder and called for sentence who, when asked what tliey had to say, one answered: "We did it, sor. I struck him wid a stone and Moik ho hit hini wid a shillelah and then we both av us buried him in the bog, sor." "Well, well," said the judge, "but what did you do beforc you threw the body into the bog?" "Sure we searched him, sor." "Yes, and what did you iind?" "Two shillins' and two sixpence, yer honor." "Well, anything else?" "Yes, sor; a foine lunch of bread and mate." , .,. "Yes; and what did you do with that?" "We were hungry; sor, and we ate the bread and threw the mate away. "Why did you throw the meat away! "Sure it was Friday, sor."