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"though, if you didn't disturb me, Pd pared to heaven," says little Fairly; have been an angel of glory in less than 5 and do you think I'd sell my sowl for no time," says he.
five hundher guineas ?" “ How do you make that out, honest “ Well, there's five hundher more in man?" says the farmer.
an owld stockin', in the oak box, in the "I can't explain it to yon," says little cabin by the crass-roads, at DhrumFairly," for it's a mysthery ; but what snookie, for I'm owld Tims o' DhrumI tell you is thruth, says he, " and I snookie, and you'll inherit all I have, if tell you that, whoever is in this sack, you consint." at this present," says he,"is as good “ But what's a thousand guineas as half-way to hear'n, and indeed I compared to heaven ?" says little thought I was there, a’most, only you Fairly. sthruck agin me, an disturbed me.'
Well, do you see all them heads o' “ An do you mane for to say," says cattle there på says the farmer. “I the farmer," that whoiver is in that have just dhruv them here from Balsack will go to heaven."
linasloe," says he, “and every head “ Faix, they are an their road there, o cattle you see here, shall be your's, at all events," says little Fairly, “ and also, if you let me into that sack, that I if they lose their way, it's their own may go to heaven instead o' you." fault.
« Oh think o' my poor little sowl,” “ Oh thin," says the farmer,“ may says Fairly. be you'd let me get into the sack along • Tut, man," says the farmer, “ I've wid you, for to go to heaven too." twice as big a sowl as you ; and, be
Oh, the horse that's to bring us sides, I'm owld, and you're young, and docsn't carry double," says little Fairly. I have no time to spare, and you may
"Well, will you let me get into the get absolution aisy, and make your pace sack instead iv you," says the farmer. in good time.”
" Why, thin, do you think I'd let any “Well,” says little Fairly, “ I feel one take sitch a dirty advantage o' me for you,” says he, “an I'm half inclined as to go to heaven afore me ?" says to let you overpersuade me to have little Fairly.
your will o' me." « Oh, I'll make it worth your while," " That's a jewel," says the farmer. says the farmer.
“ But make haste," says little Fairly, “ Why, thin, will you ontie the sack," " for I don't know how soon you might says little Fairly, " and jist let me see get a refusal.” who it is that has the impidince to ax “Let me in at wanst," says the me to do the like.” And with that, the farmer.” So, my dear, Fairly got out, farmer ontied the sack, and little Fairly and the farmergot in, and the little chap popped out his head. Why, thin, do tied him up ; and, says he to the farmer, you think," says he, “ that a hangin'- " there will be great norations made bone lookin' thief, like you, has a right agin you, all the way you're goin' along ; to go to heaven afore me."
and you'll hear oʻ your sins over and "Oh,” says the farmer, “ I've been over agin, and you'll hear o' things you a wicked sinner in my time, and I never done at all,” says little Fairly, havn't much longer to live ; and, to tell " but never say a word, or you wont go you the thruth, I'd be glad to get to where I was goin'. Oh! why did I let heaven in that sack, if it's thrue what you persuade me." you tell me."
u Lord reward you !" says the poor " Why,” says little Fairly, “ don't farmer. you know it is by sackcloth and ashes “And your conscience will be that the faithful see the light o' glory." sthreckin' you all the time,” says little
“ Thrue for you indeed,” says the Fairly; "and you'll think aʼmost it's farmer. “Oh murther, let me get in a stiek is sthreckin' you, but you mustn't there, and I'll make it worth your while.” let an, nor say a word, but pray in
“ How do you make that out po says wardly in the sack." little Fairly:
" I'll not forget," says the farmer. “Why, I'll give you five hundher “ Oh! you'll be reminded of it," guineas,” says the farmer, and I think says Fairly, “for you've a bad conthat's a power o'money."
science I know ; and the seven deadly “ But what's a power o' money com- sins will be goin' your road, and keep
'in' you company, and every now and an hiin, for he thought it was not himthen they'll be puttin' their comether self at all was in it, but his ghost; and an you, and callin' you brother, but he was goin' to turn and gallop off, don't let on to know them at all, for whin little Fairly called out to him to they'll be mislaydin' you, and just do stay, for that he wanted to speak to you keep quite (quiet) and you'll see hiin. So whin he seen it was himself the ind iv it." Well, just at that minit he wondhered, to be sure, and small little Fairly heerd big Fairly comin,' blame to him and says he, * well as and away he runs and hid inside iv a cute as I knew you wor, by gor, this churn was dhryin' at the ind o' the last turn o' your's bates Bannagherhouse ; and big Fairly lifted the sack and how the devil are you here at all, was standin' at the door, and feelin' it whin I thought you wor cuttin' turf more weighty nor it was before, he wid your sharp little nose, in the bog said, “throth, I think you're growin' of Allen, for I'll take my affiydownheavy with grief ; but here goes, any davy I put you into the deepest bole how," and, with that, he hoist it up on init,head foremost not halfan hour agon." the horse's back, an' away he wint to “ Throth you did, sure enough," says the bog iv Allen.
little Fairly, “and you wor ever and Now, you see, big Fairly, like every always the good brother to me, as I blackguard that has the bad blood in often said before, but by dad, you never him, the minit he had the sup o' dhrink done rightly for me antil today, but you in, the dirty turn kem out; and so, as made me up now in airnest.” he wint along he began to wollop the “How do you mane?" says big Fairly. poor baste, and the sack where his Why, do you see all this cattle here little brother was (as he thought, the I'm dhrivin?" says little Fairly. big fool,) and to gibe and jeer him for “ Yes I do, and whose cattle are his divarshin. But the poor farmer they?" did as little Fairly towld him, an' They're all my own—every head never a word he said at all, though he o' them.” could'nt help roaring out every now “ An' how did you come by them ?" and thin, whin he felt the soft ind of Why you see, when you threwn big Fairly's shillelah across his back- me into the boghole, I felt it mighty bone ; and sure the poor innocent cowld at first, and it was mortial dark, thought it was his bad conscience and and I felt myself goin' down and down, the seven deadly sins was tazin' him; that I thought I'd never stop sinking, but he would'nt answer a word for all and wondhered if there was any botton that, though the big savage was aggra- to it at all, and at last I began to feel it vatin' him every fut. o' the road antil growin' warm, and pleasant, and light, they kem to the bog; and whin he and whin I kem to the bottom, there had him there, faix he wasn't long was the loveliest green field you ever in choosin' a bog hole for him—and, clapt your eyes on, and thousands upon my jew'l
, in he popp'd the poor farmer thousands o' cattle feedin, and the grass neck and heels, sack and all ; and as so heavy that they wor up to their ears the soft bog stuff and muddy wather in it—it's thruth I'm tellin' you—o, divil closed over him, “I wish you a safe sitch meadows I ever seen, and whin I journey to the bottom, young man,” kem to myself
, for indeed I was rather says the big brute, grinnin' like a cat surprised, and thought it was dhramin at a cheese, “and as clever a chap as I was—when I kem to myself, I was you are, I don't think you'll come back welkim'd by a very ginteel spoken little out o'that in a hurry; and its throubled man, the dawnshiest eraythur you ever I was wid you long enough, you little seen, by dad I'd have made six iv bim, go-the-ground skamer, but I'll have a myself, and says he, “your welkim to quiet life for the futhur.” And wid that the undher story o' the Boy iv Allen, he got up an his horse, and away he Fairly." Thank you kindly sir," says wint home; but he had not gone over 1.-" And how is all wid you ?" says a mile, or there-away, whin who he—“ hearty indeed,” says 1. “And should he see but little Fairly mounted what brought you here ?" says he-“my on the farmer's horse, dhrivin' the big brother,” says I.
“ That was very biggest dhrove o' black cattle you ever good iv him," says he—“ thrue for you seen; and, by dad, big Fairly grewn as sir," says I. “ He is always doin' me a white as asheet whin he clapt his eyes good turn,” says I. “Oh then he never
done you half so good a turn as this,” both lit, and little Fairly got before the says "for you'll be the richest man big fellow, and purtended to be makin' in Ireland soon." “ Thank you sir,” for the bog hole in a powerful burry, says I ; " but I dont see how." “Do cryin' out as he passed him, “ I'll win you see all them cattle grazin there?" the day! I'll win the day!" and the big says he. i To be sure I do,” says I, fellow pulled fut afther him as hard as • Well," says he,“ take as many o'them he could, and hardly a puff left in him as your heart desires, and bring them he run to that degree, and he was home wid you.” “Why, sure,” says I, afeared that little Fairly would bate “ how could I get back myself up out of him and get all the cattle, and he was the boghole, let alone dhraggin' bullocks wishin' for a gun that he might shoot afther me?" Oh,” says he,“ the way him, whin the cute little divil, just as he is aisy enough, for you have nothin' to kem close to the edge o' the hog hole, do but dhrive them out the back way let an that his fut slipped and he fell over there,” says he, pointin to a gate, down, crying out, “ fair play! fair "and sure enough, my darlint, I got all play!--wait till I rise!" but the words the bastes you see here, and dhruv them wasn't well out of his mouth, when the out, and here I am goin' home wid 'em, big fellow kem up. « Oh, the divil a and maybe I wont be the rich man wait,” says he, and he made one desav coorse I gev the best o'thanks to perate dart at the bog hole, and jumped the little owld man, and gev him the into the middle of it. "Hurroo!!” says hoighto'good language for his behavor," little Fairly, gettin' an his legs agin and with that, says he, "you may come and runnin' over to the edge o' the bog back again, and take the rest oʻthem," hole, and just as he seen the great says he—and faix sure enough I'll go splaw feet oʻthe big savage sinkin' into back the minit I get these bastes home, the sludge, he called afther him, and and have another turn out o' the bog- says he, " I say, big Fairly, don't take hole."
all the cattle, but lave a thrifle for me. “ Faix and I'll be before hand wid I'U wait however 'till you come back," you," says big Fairly.
says the little rogue, laughin' at his own « Oh but you shan't,” says little cute conthrivance, “and
think now Pairly ; it was I discovered the place, I'll lade a quite life,” says he, and with and why should'nt I have the good iv that he wint home, and from that day it.”
out he grewn richer and richer every “ You greedy little hound,” says the day, and was the greatest man in the big fellow, “ I'll have my share o' them whole country side ; and all the neighas well as you," and with that he turned bours gev in to him that he was the about his horse, and away he galloped most knowledgable man in thim parts, to the bog hole, and the little fellow but they all thought it was quare that : galloped afther him purtendin' to be in his name should be Fairly, for it was a desperate fright afeard the other agreed, one and all, that he was the would get there first, and he cried 'stop biggest rogue out-barrin' Balfe, the the robber,' afther him, and whin he robber. kem to the soft place in the bog they
CHURCH REFORM, AND GREAT BRITAIN'S PROSPECTS.
We but lately watched, with deep is true, that the bill for throwing open anxiety, the fate of Antwerp. We her fellowships to Papists, and curtraced the details of its short, but tailing her revenues, has not been, yet, glorious career, from diplomatic nego- Aung or forced, by agitation, into the ciations, to open violence, and man- hands of our government ; still, we fully resisted destruction ; and this, cannot but look with holy indignation, with an intense and more sacred in- upon the impious design of immolating terest, than any event of modern our venerable church upon the altar of times, except our own Catholic eman- political expediency; and this, too, in cipation, elicited from us. Every des- order to make room for modem Po tructive shot jarred upon our feelings pery, that monstrous and incestuous every tottering bulwark, or demolished offspring of infidelity and superstition. tower, buried a corresponding hope in We cannot but look with unselfish our bosoms. We thus sympathized commiseration upon the persecutions with Antwerp, as our ancient Pro- and sufferings of our brethren, the testant ally ; and with its rightful sove parochial clergy ; and with selfish reign, because, throughout this dis- misgivings upon our own probable graceful struggle, he had proved him- destiny, when these outworks, unself a man in firmness of principle, a manned and demolished, shall have Protestant in religion, and a Christian permitted the enemy to concentrate his in conduct, and because he was forces against our own citadel. crushed by the unholy alliance of We trust, that all our anxieties have Popery and infidelity. And we con- reference to the interests of vital godfess, that it was only by spiritualizing liness, and the furtherance of Christ's its meaning, and diverting its applica- kingdom in our land ; we trust, that tion, and by considering that the real we should be ready, nay, anxious, to foes of our most gracious Sovereign, offer up the temporalities of our Church Lord, King William,” were nearer to upon the sacrifice and service of her him, and more formidable than were faith, and in that sacrifice to joy and the martyrs of Antwerp, that we could, rejoice, though in a far different spirit
, in sincerity of heart, offer, in his be- and from far different motives, with half, the petition of our litany, for the most desperate radical reformer ; “ victory over all his enemies." We could we but see a reasonable ground confess, that as Protestants, and, there- for supposing, that the offering would fore, patriots, we felt, with pain, the be acceptable to, and thus blessed conviction, that the union between our of God. But though we firmly beloyalty and affections was now, for the lieve that the gates of hell cannot first time, divorced.
prevail against our church, in all which But if we thus, in common with is essential to her ; though we know every British Protestant, except our that the children whom persecution rulers, sympathised in the fate of has begotten her, and who are bapAntwerp, it will scarcely be thought tized in the place of the dead, are far
can look with indifference more numerous, and more devoted, upon similar acts perpetrated by the than those of her more prosperous same agents upon the theatre of our days ; so that she may now exclaim, own land, and upon the persons and with her illustrious prototype, in deproperties of our own brethren. It lighted surprise, “ Who hath begotten will scarcely be thought, that we are me these, seeing I have lost my chilpassive and indifferent spectators of dren and am desolate—a captive, and the battery now opened to accomplish removing to and fro! And who hath the demolition of our churchesta- brought up these! behold, I was blishment. It is true, that the for- left alone-these, where had they tresses of our Alma Mater are, as yet, been!" Though we are convinced, unassailed-her fences yet unbroken- that however the deluge of Popery her possessions yet undisturbed. It may be suffered to food the land,
not only, as now, to inundate its clauses might well justify us in attrivallies, but to submerge its hills and buting to our rulers the most hostile overtop its mountains, yet the ark of feelings and impious designs against the true Religion will float above the wreck, church. But Lord Althorp's bill cona life boat to rescue every sincere con- tains, to adopt Mr. O'Connell's lanvert
. Still we believe, that the impi- guage, “ a principle of future amelioous hand which signs the death war- ration," in other words, of destruction, rantof Protestantism, and the establish- which brings with it more damning ment of Popery, in Ireland, and which proof. Why are bishops to be removed by public and solemn contract
, weds from the most prominent and importhe nation to the mother of harlots, tant stations in the South and buried in drunk with the blood of saints; will, insignificant villages and rural places ? by the same act, sign the death war. Why is the bishop of Cork to be rerant of Great Britain's prosperity and moved to Cloyne? Of Waterford, to happiness ; abandon her to misery and Cashel ? Of Ossory, to Ferns? Is it degradation, and, as a nation unfaith- that the incomes of the former are deful to her vows, divorce her from God. rived, almost exclusively, from land;
That the only principle of our rulers, of the latter, in a great measure, from is to deny all principle save expedien- tithe also ; a property likely to be setcy; and, like the philosophers of Pagan tled without legislative aid? Or is it Rome, to treat all religions as alike to give ample scope and verge enough false, and alike convenient, is but too to their Popish lordships, whose numevident from all their measures. That ber, observe, is maintained in undithey are about to place on the same minished integrity, to strut in unri. level
, Christianity, and that creed which valled importance, and run riot, unthey, but lately, abjured, with all the checked, in those influential stations ; solemnity of an oath, as damnable ido- and thus, to secure for popery, on the latryto deal out evenhanded justice Godly principle of even-handed justice, and equal measure to God and Satan ; its due importance in popish districts, and, gradually, but yet rapidly, to and consequently an increased facility substitute the Religion of the many for of entangling souls, in, what our statesthe Religion of the Bible and the truth men have designated upon oath, as of God, Lord Althorp's bill proves." damnable idolatry ?? Why is the It is not merely to the enormous, par- Archiepiscopal mitre--the ornament tial
, and consequently unjust impost and title, surely, were no expense to our upon the clergy. It is not merely to political economists—to be removed the confiscation of Bishops' lands, or from the see of Cashel, unless that the the extinction of Bishops' sees, to Archbishop of Cashel should be a Pawhich we would refer in proof of this, pist, and that he and his brethren of though these were convincing evi- Cork, Waterford, and Kilkenny, should dence. Nearly half of our mitres hereafter take precedence at our viceswept away in the first fell swoop of the regal court, of their degraded Protestreformers arm, it may well be feared, ant brethren? We confess that we threatens the axe to the root of the cannot but view the mechanism and tree, and warns the remaining half-in animus of this bill with unmitigated the scriptural phraseology of our premier alarm. If government be sincere in
to set their house in order. The es- the wish it expresses, for the security of - tates, too, of the bishops converted the dismembered trunk of the Church
into heavily taxed annuities. A gra- establishment, it exhibits the most duated tax upon the parochial clergy, hopeless infatuation and incompetency. amounting in two of its items, to nearly If it be not sincere in those wishes, it one-third of all the larger preferments, exhibits the most insidious and consum
that is, fifteen per cent direct tax to the mate treachery. We can choose for ** ecclesiastical commissioners and fifteen it but between want of honesty and
per cent bonus, to bribe the tithe payer want of sense. And, in either case, to comply with the law, and not to we cannot but fear, that our deserted
" extinguish tithe, until Mr. Stanley, episcopal palaces will be, soon, tenanted : who, by the way, has done nothing in by Popish bishops-that our confis
the church reform bill, towards effect- cated bishops lands will, soon, endow a ing a commutation, can quietly redeem Popish hierarchy--that its surplus rehis pledge to extinguish it? These venues, after the fair claims of the