He forgot to say how many I should have over me, but I found that out afterwards.

I agreed, and my father ordered his pony and went to the lord-lieutenant, for he had interest enough for that.

The lord-lieutenant spoke to the admiral, who was staying at the palace, and I was ordered on board as midshipman.

My father fitted me out pretty handsomely, telling all the tradesmen that their bills should be paid with my first prize-money, and thus, by promises and blarney, he got credit for all I wanted.

At last all was ready: Father M'Grath gave me his blessing, and told me that if I died like an O'Brien, he would say a power of masses for the good of my soul.