claret he keeps."

"Your health, Father Kavanagh, an' God spare you to us! Hah! wather! Oh,
the divil a taste itself did the same stuff see! Why, thin, I think your
Reverence an' me's about an age. I bleeve. I'm a thrifle oulder; but I
don't bear it so well as you do. The family, you see, an' the childhre,
an' the cares o' the world, pull me down: throth, the same family's a
throuble to me. I wish I had them all settled safe, any way."

"What do you intind to do with them, Dominick?"

"In throth, that's what brought me to yer Reverence. I've one
boy--Jimmy--a smart chap entirely, an' he has taken it into his head to
go as a poor scholar to Munster. He's fond o' the larnin', there's not
a doubt o' that, an' small blame to him to be sure; but then again, what
can I do? He's bint on goin', an' I'm not able to help him, poor fellow,
in any shape; so I made bould to see yer Reverence about it, in hopes
that you might be able to plan out something for him more betther nor
I could do. I have the good wishes of the neighbors, and indeed of the
whole parish, let the thing go as it may."

"I know that, Dominick, and for the same rason well have a collection at
the three althars. I'll mintion it to them after Mass to-morrow, and let
them be prepared for Sunday week, when we can make the collection. Hut,
man, never fear; we'll get as much as will send him half-way to the
priesthood; and I'll tell you what, Dominick, I'll never be the man to
refuse giving him a couple of guineas myself."

"May the heavenly Father bless an' keep your Reverence. I'm sure 'tis
a good right the boy has, as well as all of us, to never forget your