Ireland-The Times-From the Tipperary Vindicator 10-4-1846. From our Correspondent. The Evictions at Gurtmore. The Tipperary Vindicator of yesterday gives a circumstantial account of the eviction of tenantry on the lands of Gurtmore, the property of Mr. Tuthill, and which was briefly noticed in a recent number of that journal. As in all such cases, it is more than probable that the subjoined detail will be met by a counter statement in justification of the measures adopted on the occasion; and, if so, it is not likely that the aggrieved party will be denied the benefit of your circulation. "We witnessed on Friday morning one of the most melancholy spectacles that ever fell to the lot of feeling humanity to behold, namely, the casting out of nine wretched families from their miserable hovels on the bleak roadside at Gurtmore. It was a wet and stormy morning, when a detachment of Her Majesty's 72d Highlanders, under Captain Pollard, who were marched ten miles on this unsoldier like duty, drew up on the public road within a few hundred yards of the cabin of Mara, the first of these poor tenants on whom was executed the law of ejectment. A strong body of police was posted opposite the house, and more about the door, to keep the passage clear for the landlord, the sub-sheriff and the bailiffs. It was disgusting to observe with what recklessness the bailiffs dragged out every little article of furniture which belonged to the wretched inmates of each hovel they visited, and in some instances, threw out the miserable remnant of rotten potatoes which they had for subsistance. We have been informed that the sheriff, on more occasions then one (when we were not near him), reproved these fellows for misconduct in discharge of their office, and checked their wanton impropriety. Both the military and police comported themselves on this occasion with the bearing of men who knew and felt that they were performing a disagreeable duty, but the soldiery openly expressed their repugnance to this mode of campaigning. 'I have been in the army (said a veteran) for 27 years; this is the second time I have been called out on this duty, and I hope it will be the last, for, by God, I would rather face an enemy than withness what I have seen today'. Pat Clancy was the second man dispossessed, and who showed our reported a receipt for a half years rent up to November. The commanding officer of the 72d met him at the rear of his house, and expressed deep sympathy for him as well as for his fellow sufferers. Another officer said to Clancy's son, 'Well, my boy, where will you sleep tonight?. 'I don't know Sir' said the boy. The brave humane man put his hand in his purse and gave the boy a shilling to procure lodging. A remarkable circumstance occurred at the house of Clancy. One of the Bailiffs was dragging a piece of frail furniture with unnecessary force out of the house-Clancy's wife caught him by the throat with her left hand, while in her right hand she brandished a naked knife until she made the ruffian relinquish his hold of the old table; meanwhile, the military and police laughed heartily, and not a man among them showed the slightest disposition to come to his rescue. The third man ejected was Fennell, next door to Clancy. They were in the act of carrying out a cupboard from his kitchen, when he showed what was rent in bank-notes, which he had a minute before offered to his landlord and which was refused. A bailiff was nailing a hasp to one of the doors, when a woman, with a crying infant in her arms -'That is mightn't be long till I hear the sound of the nail in your coffin, you villian:, what she meant I can't say but the campaign of the day had a ludicrous termination. Though ball cartridges were not flying, the women, to the great amusement of the force, both civil and military treated the bailiffs to rotten potatoes and eggs of the same quality. One fellow with an oilskin cap and a hangman visage, smeared all over, appealed to the sheriff for protection, and told his honour that was the third time he had been pelted at by the same woman on that day.When the bailiffs were send to drive the cattle of Herberts land, they were followed by a crowd of women and boys, who saluted them with missiles of all sorts, and it was not until one woman tried 'what virtue was in stones' that the police interfered to protect the detested slaves of the law. It was upon the whole, fortunate, that the country people did not expect this campaigning visit, and thus the proceedings of the day passed off without bloodshed or riot. Mary