reen removed to the barn. Father Corrigan and Father James
weren't ill off; but as for the friar, although he was as pleasant as
a lark, there was hardly any such thing as making him tipsy. Father
Corrigan wanted him to dance--'What!' says he, 'would you have me to
bring on an earthquake, Michael?--but who ever heard of a follower
of St. Domnick, bound by his vow to voluntary poverty and
mortification----young couple, your health--will anybody tell mo
who mixed this, for they've knowledge worth a folio of the
fathers----poverty and mortification, going to shake his heel? By the
bones of St. Domnick, I'd desarve to be suspinded if I did. Will no
one tell me who mixed this, I say, for they had a jewel of a hand at
it?--Och--

'Let parsons prache and pray--
Let priests to pray and prache, sir;
What's the rason they
Don't practise what they tache, sir?
Forral, orral, loll,
Forral, orral, laddy--

_Sho da slainthah ma collenee agus ma bouchalee_. Hoigh, oigh,
oigh, healths all! gintlemen seculars! Molshy,' says the friar to my
mother-in-law, 'send that bocaun* to bed--poor fellow, he's almost
off--rouse yourself, James! It's aisy to see that he's but young at it
yet--that's right--he's sound asleep--just toss him into bed, and in an
hour or so he'll be as fresh as a daisy.

* A soft, unsophisticated youth.

Let parsons prache and pray--
-----Forral, orral, loll.'

"For dear's sake, Father Rooney,' says my uncle, running in, in a great
hurry, 'keep yourself quiet a little; here's the Squire and Mister
Francis coming over to fulfil their promise; he would have come up
airlier, he says, but that he was away all day at the 'sizes.'

"'Very well,' says the friar, 'let him come--who's afeard--mind
yourself, Michael.'

"In a minute or two they came in, and we all rose up of course
to welcome them. The Squire shuck hands with the ould people, and
afterwards with Mary and myself, wishing us all happiness, then with the
two clergymen, and introduced Master Frank to them; and the friar made
the young chap sit beside him. The masther then took a sate himself,
and looked on while they were dancing, with a smile of good-humor on his
face--while they, all the time, would give new touches and trebles, to
show off all their steps before him. He was landlord both to my father
and father-in-law; and it's he that was the good man, and the gintleman
every inch of him. They may all talk as