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Obelisk on Killiney HillSource: The Dublin Penny Journal, Vol. 3, No. 150 (May 16, 1835), p. 364Published by: Dublin Penny JournalStable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/30003580 .

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364 THE DUBLIN PENNY JOURNAL.

DEATHI ATHER THAN DISHONOUR. During the Irish " reign of terror" in 1798, a circum-

stance occurred, which in the days of Sparta would have immortalized the heroine; it is almost unknown, no pen has ever traced the story. We pause not to inquire into the principles which influenced her; suffice it, that, in common with most of her stamp, she beheld the struggle as one in which liberty warred with tyranny. Her only son had been taken in the act of rebellion, and was con- demned by martial law, to death; she followed the officer, on whose word his life depended, to the place of execu- tion, and besought him to spare the widow's stay; she knelt in the agony of her soul, and clasped his knees, while her eye, with the glare of a maniac, fell on her child be- side him. The judge was inexorable, the transgressor must die. But, taking advantage of the occasion, he of- fered life to the culprit, on condition of his discovering the members of the association with which he was connected. The son wavered-the mother rose from her position of humiliation and exclaimed, "My child, my child, if you do, the heaviest curse of your mother shall fall upon you, and the milk of her bosom shall be poison in your veins.'" He was executed-the pride of her soul enabled her to behold it without a tear-she returned to her home; the support of her declining years had fallen-the tie that bound her to life had given way-and the evening of the day that saw her lonely and forsaken, left her at rest for ever. Her heart had broken in the struggle.

OBELISK ON KILLINEY HILL.

Who is there living in Dublin, that has read the de- scription of Killiney in our 113th Number, but has visited that delightful spot, so rife in fine views and pleasing pros- pects ? And who is there that has visited Killiney, and ascended its summit, that has not felt gratified and pleased at being allowed to rest his wearied limbs, after toiling up the hill, in the little reception room in the obelisk, which was some time since raised by Mr. Boucher, to com- memorate nothing! but to point out to the stranger in search of the picturesque, a spot firom which he can at once obtain, by merely turning on the pivot supplied by the heel of his shoe, some of the finest views of maritime and inland scenery to be met with in our island.

" Approaching from the Dublin side, and ascending the hill, a sudden view is gained of Killiney bay, with its glit- Zerilg sewicirc of water anu smooth zone of sand sweep-

ing round to Bray-head, from which the graceful cones of the greater and lesser Sugar-loaf, etherially tinted through the half dozen miles of intervening air, terminate the view. Turning round and looking along the coast, a scene of inexpressible richness, variety, and grandeur, bursts upon the eye : beneath is Kingstown, no longer the poor resi- dence of fishermen, but a large town, or rather an infant city, built in the most ornamental style, and still enlarging into the dimensions of maturity : stretching away beyond its picturesque pier, the most splendid bay in Europe spreads for miles its vast and lake-like level, adorned with all imaginable objects that can animate and diversify : the towns and shining outlets-the piers, docks, batteries, and beacons-the sail of every form, the darkening curve of steam, the cloud-like canopy of Dublin-and Howth,

C" Like leviathan afloat on the wave,"

shutting in the bay at the distance of a dozen miles." We give a representation of the obelisk, to remind the

tourist to whom he is indebted for the comfortable seat which the room affords. We are induced also to present him with a view of Malpas Castle, the house of the late Mr. Boucher, by whom the obelisk was erected.

MALPAS CASTLE.

Here, with permission, may be visited, in a field be- hind Mount Druid de nqsne, a druidical circle, with the high priest's chair and ldacrificing stone. - The visitor will also observe a pillar raised to the memory of the late Duke of Dorset, on the spot where he was killed by a fall from his horse in hunting.

THIS PILE Was raised to mark the fatal spot where, at the age of 21,

GEORGE JOHN FRE DERICK, The Fourth Duke of Dorset,

SAccidentallylost hiss if, 14th Feb. 1815,

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