es in heaven,
hell, or purgatory, accordin as you wished."

"Very well, O'Drive, very well indeed," exclaimed Lucre, caught on
his weakest side by this artful compliment; "but you must forget
purgatory--however I can conceive that it was the mere force of
habit that prompted you to utter it. Well, then, you shall read your
recantation on Sunday, since you wish it--there will be about a dozen or
two others, and you had better attend early. Good-day, O'Drive!"

"Plaise your honor," said Darby, who never could be honest to both
parties, "there's a batch o' convarts outside waitin' to see you, but
between you and me, I think you had as well be on your guard wid some o'
them, I know what they want."

"And pray, what is that, O'Drive?"

"Why, thin, for fraid I may be doin' the crathurs injustice, sir, I
won't say; only jist take my hint, any how. Good mornin' kindly, sir!"

As Darby passed the group we have alluded to, he winked at them very
knowingly, "go up," said he, "go up I say:--may be I didn't give yez
a lift since, and mark me, huld to the five guineas a head, and to be
provided for aftherwards. Paddy Cummins do you go up, I say--bannath
lath!"

Paddy went up, and in a few minutes a ragged, famine-wasted creature
entered with his old caubeen between his hands, and after having ducked
down his head, and shrugged his shoulders alternately, stood with an
abashed look before Mr. Lucre.

"Well, my good man, what is your business with me?"

To this the countryman prepared to reply,--first, by two or three
additional shrugs; secondly, by raising his right elbow, and pulling
up all that remained of the collar of his tattered cothamore, or great
coat, after which he gave a hem.

"Have you no tongue, my good fellow?"

A shrug--"hem--why, sir, but that was a great sarmon you praiched
on last Sunda', plaise you honor. Faitha, sir, there was mighty fine
discoorsin' in it about rail-ligion?"

"O! the sermon--did you hear it, my good man?"

"Faitha, sir, I was there sure enough, in spite o' Father M'Cabe, an'
all."

"Sit down, my good friend, sit down--well, you attended the sermon, you
say--pray how did you like it?"

"Faitha, sir, sure nobody could dislike it bedad, sir, we're all greatly
disappointed wid the priests afther hearin' it--it was wondherful to
hear, the deep larnin' you brought forrid, sir, against them, an' our
church in gineral. Begad myself was mightily improved by it."

"Don't swear, though--we