He confessed to the priest, did this penitent youth,
About the pig stealing he told the whole truth.

Maude improvised a short symphony before the third and last stanza.

III

Then to young McCarthy, the Father did say:
"Now what will you do at the great Judgment Day?
For you will be there, at the bar you will stan'
The pig as a witness, and Widow Mahan."
"Faith, what will I do?" young McCarthy did say.
"An' the pig will be there at the great Judgment Day?
Begorre! I'll say to the Widow, 'Asthore,
Take back your old pig, for I want it no more'

"'An iligant pig in ivery way,
Schwate Widow Mahan, plaze take it away.
Faith, now it's full grown, just go to the fair,
A mighty foine price you'll git for it there.'"

"Yes," said Uncle Ike, "that's what the rich man will say. After
cheating the poor, buncoing the credulous, and 'cornering' his
fellows, he will say he is willing to give it back, for he has no
further use for it. There's a good moral in that song, Mr. Sweeney,
and some of our sordid millionaires ought to hear it."

Quincy looked at his watch. "The hour is late--for the country, but,
fortunately, our hotel keeps open all night."