rapt--her lip
quivered--her cheek flushed into a deeper color, and the tears burst in
gushes from her eyes.

The mother, who was now engaged in welcoming Father Finnerty--a
duty which the priest's comic miracle prevented her from performing
sooner--did not perceive her daughter's agitation, nor, in fact, did
any one present understand its cause. Whilst the priest was taking Brian
Buie's seat, she went once more to watch the return of Denis; and while
she stood upon the stile, her father, after having put up the horse,
entered the house, "to keep his Reverence company."

"An' pray, Docthor," he inquired, "where is Father Molony, that he's not
wid you? I hope he won't disappoint us; he's a mighty pleasant gintleman
of an evenin', an', barrin' your Reverence, I don't know a man tells a
better story."

"He entreated permission from me this morning," replied Father Finnerty,
"and that was leave to pay a visit to the Bishop, for what purpose I
know not, unless to put in a word in season for the first parish that
becomes vacant."

"Throth, an' he well desarves a parish," replied Denis; "an' although
we'd be loath to part wid him, still we'd be proud to hear of his
promotion."

"He'll meet Denis there," observed Susan, who had returned from the
stile: "he'll be apt to be present at his trial wid the Bishop; an'
maybe he'll be home along wid him. I'll go an' thry if I can see them
agin;" and she flew out once more to watch their return.

"Now, Father Finnerty," said an uncle of Denis's, "you can give a good
guess at what a dacent parish ought to be worth to a parish priest?"

"Mrs. O'Shaughnessy," said the priest, "is that fat brown goose
suspended before the fire, of your own rearing?"

"Indeed it is, plase your Reverence; but as far as good male an phaties
could go for the last month, it got the benefit of them."

"And pray, Mrs. O'Shaughnessy, have you many of the same kidney? I only
ask for information, as I said to Peery Hacket's wife, the last day I
held the Station in Peery's. There was just such another goose hanging
before the fire; but, you must know, the cream of the joke was, that I
had been after coming from the confessional, as hungry as a man could
conveniently wish himself; and seeing the brown fat goose before the
fire just as that is, why my teeth, Mave, began to get lachrymose. Upon
my Priesthood it was such a goose as a priest's corpse might get up on
its elbow to look at, and exclaim, 'avourneen m