"And what are their names, Darby ?" "I feel, sir," replied O'Drive, "that it's my duty as a Christian, brought out of the land of cordage--" "Bondage, Darby." "Of bondage, to do all I can for the spread o' the gospel.

Their names," responded Darby, rubbing his elbow with a perplexed face; "don't you think sir it would be better to wait awhile, till we'd see what could be done with them privately ?" "No, Darby, give me their names and residences, and I will see, that however hard the times are, they shall not at least be starved for want of--truth." "Well, then," said Darby, "first, there is Paudeen Rafferty, of Dernascobe; Paudeen, sir, is, at the present spaking, badly given to drink, and he swears, and fights mortially, too, the hathen; but, then, he's in darkness, sir, yet; and you know that the greater the sinner the greater the saint.

If Paudeen was dacently convarted he'd make a mighty fine Christian no doubt.

To be sure he has two wives, along wid his love for liquor and fightin'; but wouldn't it be a good plan to bring them over, too, sir; the poor lost cratures, sunk, as they are, in hathenism and vociferation ?" "Very good, I have him down, Darby; we must struggle, however, to win him over and to induce him to give up his guilty connections.

Are they young, Darby!" "Two of the best looking young women in the parish." "We must only see, then, if they can be rescued also; for that is a duty--a pressing duty, certainly." "But I'm afeard, sir, it 'ud take a ship load o' Scripture to convart the three o' them." "We shall try, however; nothing is to be despaired of under such circumstances, unless I am afraid the regeneration of that unhappy man M'Clutchy--( eyes turned up).