Confessions Of Con Cregan, the Irish Gil Blas
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Lever Charles James. Confessions Of Con Cregan, the Irish Gil Blas
PREFACE
CHAPTER I. A PEEP AT MY FATHER
CHAPTER II. ANOTHER PEEP AT MY FATHER
CHAPTER III. A FIRST STEP ON LIFE’S LADDER
CHAPTER IV. HOW I ENTERED COLLEGE, AND HOW I LEFT IT
CHAPTER V. A PEEP AT “HIGH AND LOW COMPANY”
CHAPTER VI. VIEWS OF LIFE
CHAPTER VII. A BOLD STROKE FOR AN OPENING IN THE WORLD
CHAPTER VIII. A QUIET CHOP AT ‘KILLEEN’S’ AND A GLANCE AT A NEW CHARACTER
CHAPTER IX. SIR DUDLEY BROUGHTON
CHAPTER X. THE VOYAGE OUT
CHAPTER XI. MEANS AND MEDITATIONS
CHAPTER XII. A GLIMPSE OF ANOTHER OPENING IN LIFE
CHAPTER XIII. QUEBEC
CHAPTER XIV. HOW I ‘FELL IN’ AND ‘OUT’ WITH THE WIDOW DAVIS
CHAPTER XV. AN EMIGRANTS FIRST STEP ON SHORE
CHAPTER XVI. A NIGHT IN THE LOWER TOWN
CHAPTER XVII. A “SCENE” AND “MY LUCUBRATIONS ON THE ST. LAWRENCE.”
CHAPTER XVIII. THE ORDINARY OF ALL NATIONS
CHAPTER XIX. ON BOARD THE ‘CHRISTOBAL’
CHAPTER XX. THE LOG-HUT AT BRAZOS
CHAPTER XXI. A NIGHT IN THE FOREST OF TEXAS
CHAPTER XXII. THE LAZARETTO OF BEXAR
CHAPTER XXIII. THE PLACER
CHAPTER XXIV. THE FATE OF A GAMBUSINO
CHAPTER XXV. LA SEÑHORA
CHAPTER XXVI. THE DISCOVERY
CHAPTER XXVII. GUAJUAQUALLA
CHAPTER XXVIII. THE VOYAGE OF THE ‘ACADIE’
CHAPTER XXIX. THE CARCEL MORENA AT MALAGA
CHAPTER XXX. CONSOLATIONS OF DIPLOMACY
CHAPTER XXXI A NEW WALK IN PROGRESSIVE LIFE
CHAPTER XXXII. MOI ET MON PRINCE
CHAPTER XXXIII. A SOIRÉE IN THE GREAT WORLD
CHAPTER XXXIV. CONCLUSION
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When we shall have become better acquainted, my worthy reader, there will be little necessity for my insisting upon a fact which at this early stage of our intimacy, I deem it requisite to mention; namely, that my native modesty and bashfulness are only second to my veracity, and that while the latter quality in a manner compels me to lay an occasional stress upon my own goodness of heart, generosity, candor, and so forth, I have, notwithstanding, never introduced the subject without a pang, – such a pang as only a sensitive and diffident nature can suffer or comprehend. There now, not another word of preface or apology!
I was born in a little cabin on the borders of Meath and King’s County. It stood on a small triangular bit of ground, beside a cross-road; and although the place was surveyed every ten years or so, they were never able to say to which county we belonged; there being just the same number of arguments for one side as for the other, – a circumstance, many believed, that decided my father in his original choice of the residence; for while, under the “disputed boundary question,” he paid no rates or county cess, he always made a point of voting at both county elections! This may seem to indicate that my parent was of a naturally acute habit; and indeed the way he became possessed of the bit of ground will confirm that impression.
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