WILLIAM ORR of Farranshane, Co. Antrim.
Irish Patriot.
THE FIRST VICTIM
"They led him forth from his
prison cell!
They swung him high on the
gallows tree
And the people wept as the
brave man died-
Died for his faith and
counterie."- Old Ballad
William Orr was the son of a farmer and bleach-green
proprietor, of Farranshane, in the county of Antrim. The
family were in comfortable circumstances and there were
several Orr
homes in
the district. William resided at Farranshane, and his
brother James at Cranfield. His father, Samuel, succeeded
to Kilbegs (the home farm) from his father, also Samuel,
about 1796 while uncles were farmers in the area -
James Orr at Creavery and John Orr at The Folly.
Another uncle, William, had died young and a fifth uncle,
Joseph, went to England.
F J Bigger
(author of "The Northern Leaders of `98 (No.
1) William Orr " (1906) was an a great admirer of William
Orr and gives a rather rosy account of events. He
says that the young William received a good education,
which he afterwards turned to account in the service of
his country. We know little of his early history, but we
find him, on growing up to manhood, an active member of
the society of United Irishmen, and remarkable for his
popularity amongst his countrymen in the north. His
appearance, not less than
his principles and declarations, was calculated to
captivate the peasantry amongst whom he lived; he is said
to have stood six feet two inches in height, was a model
of symmetry, strength, and gracefulness, and the
expression of his countenance was open, frank, and manly.
He was always neatly and respectably dressed - a prominent
feature in his attire being a green necktie, which he wore
even in his last confinement.
The
original aim of `United Irishmen` was to obtain equality
for all under the law, regardless of religious persuasion.
However, these noble aims were soon distorted as the
society became exposed to more extreme views. After about
1795 the leader of the United Irishman, Wolfe Tone, was in
France and the aims of the society turned to the use of
force in order to achieve its objectives and, importantly,
sought the aid of the French. In the turmoil of those
times and fear of war with France, it was inevitable that
the government brought in an Insurrection Act under which
it was deemed a treasonable act to administer the oath of
membership for the United Irishman.
William was
alleged to have administered the Oath to two soldiers who
informed on him, he was arrested and tried. There was
great sympathy for William and many considered it a
trumped up charge. Indeed the jury was locked in a room
overnight and were copiously supplied with food and
whiskey until they reached a decision. The judge
apparently cried when handing down the mandatory sentence
of death. The `guilty` verdict was followed by attempts to
have it overturned - the foreman was an elderly man who
was so confused he did not know what he was doing and one
of the two soldiers who were witnesses was of unsound
mind. Appeals were made to the powers that be but it is
clear that the government wanted to make an example of
William and he was executed at Carrickfergus, Co Antrim on
14 October 1797. A
contemporary letter from Mary McCracken to her
brother, Henry Joy McCracken (a leading figure in the
United Irishmen and commander of their forces in the
battle for Antrim in 1798) gives a clear picture of
events.
The cry
"Remember Orr" was a watchword in the Rebellion that broke
out in 1798. His speech from the dock is a humbling
address:
" My friends and fellow-countrymen-In the
thirty first year of my life I have been sentenced to
die upon the gallows and this sentence has been in
pursuance of a verdict of twelve men who should have
been indifferently and impartially chosen. How far
they have been so, I leave to that country from which
they have been chosen to determine ; and how far they
have discharged their duty, I leave to their God and
to themselves. They have, in pronouncing their
verdict, thought proper to recommend me as an object
of humane mercy. In return, I pray to God, if they
have erred, to have mercy upon them. The judge who
condemned me humanely shed tears in uttering, my
sentence. But whether he did wisely in so highly
commending the wretched informer, who swore away my
life, I leave to his own cool reflection, solemnly him
and all the world, with my dying breath, that that
informer was foresworn.
The law under which I suffer is surely a
severe one-rnay the makers and promoters of it be
justified in the integrity of their motives, and the
purity of their own lives ! By that law I am stamped a
felon, but my heart disdains the imputation.
My comfortable lot, and industrious course of
life, best refute the charge of being an adventurer
for plunder; but if to have loved my countrv-to have
known its wrongs-to have felt the injuries of the
persecuted Catholics, and to have united with them and
all other religious persuasions in the most orderly
and least sanguinary means of procuring redress-if
those be felonies, I am a felon, but not otherwise.
Had my counsel (for whose honorable exertions I am
indebted) prevailed in their motions to have me tried
for high treason, rather than under the insurrection
law, I should have been entitled to a full defence,
and my actions have been better vindicated; but that
was refused, and I must now submit to what has passed.
To the generous protection of my country I
leave a beloved wife who has been constant and true to
me, and whose grief for my fate has already nearly
occasioned her death. I have five living children, who
have been my delight. May they love their country as I
have done, and die for it if needful
I trust that all my virtuous countrymen will
bear me in their kind remembrance, and continue true
and faithful to each other as I have been to all of
them. With this last wish of my heart-nothing doubting
of the success of that cause for which I suffer, and
hoping for God`s merciful forgiveness of such offences
as my frail nature may have at any time betrayed me
into - I die in peace and charity with all mankind. "
The scene
on the fateful day was described thus. Saturday morning,
the 14th of October, 1797, dawned clear and bright upon
the old town of Carrickfergus. Blinds were drawn,
shops were closed, everywhere signs of sorrow and mourning
were visible. At the prescribed hour the condemned man
emerged from his prison cell and declined to use a coach,
fearing that he might be separated from his friends and
that soldiers might be his companions. He expressed the
wish to have the company of the Rev. Mr. Stavley and the
Rev. Mr. Hill upon his journey to the scaffold, and these
gentlemen were permitted to sit with him in the carriage.
The
authorities evidently feared an attempt at rescue as there
was a strong military guard, from different regiments in
Belfast and Carrickfergus. At the place of execution the
infantry were drawn up in the form of a triangle round the
gallows; on the outside of the infantry the cavalry
continued to move; while at some distance two cannons were
planted, commanding the Carrickfergus and Belfast roads.
But these precautions were unnecessary. The people shunned
the sight of this unpardonable butchery, and, shutting
themselves up in their houses, prayed for the painless
death and eternal happiness of the martyr William Orr.
When the
gallows had been reached, Orr shook hands with his
friends, and with an heroic attempt at cheerfulness which
he could not have felt, told them to bear up bravely. With
a firm step he mounted the fatal ladder, and drawing up
his fine manly figure to its full height, looked
unflinchingly upon the dangling rope and the bristling
arms of the soldiery. The hangman stealthily advanced and
slipped the noose round the neck of the condemned man. As
he did so an indignant flush spread over Orr's features,
and in a loud voice he exclaimed -
" I am
no traitor! I am persecuted for my country. I die in the
true faith of a Presbyterian."
The next
moment the ladder was kicked away, and the soul of the
first victim stood before his God. Such was the fate of
William Orr, one of the noblest men who ever breathed, and
thus he died by the hand of a wicked and blood stained
Government.
Dr.
William Drennan, the son of a Presbyterian clergyman was a
founding member of the Dublin Society of United Irishmen
and later its secretary and president. He advocated " a
constitutional conspiracy " which is what most of the
United Irishmen had in mind until roughly 1795. He penned
the famous poem "
Wake of
William Orr ". More about Dr William Drennan and the early
days of the United Irishmen can be seen in the note about
The
Volunteers.
An
interesting letter from one
Mary Allen
in 1899 describes a possible connection with Wiliam Orr.
This has subsequently been validated in Bob Foy`s book
"Remembering all the Orrs". William had a brother Samuel
(1774-1831) who married Mary Redmond (1761-1836). They had
ten children some of whom died as infants, but six
went to America including Samuel Redmond Orr b 1793.
References:
Speeches
from the Dock, T.D., A.M. and D.B. Sullivan
Betsy Gray
or Hearts of Down, W G Lyttle
A History
of Ireland in the Eighteenth Century, W.E.H.Lecky
The
Northern Leaders of `98 (No 1) William Orr , F.J.Bigger
Remembering all the Orrs, R.H.Foy.
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