Who next ?" "Why, you may set down Harry M'Murt, of Drinnska.

Harry's an unsettled kind of fellow, or as they call him a Rake.

It would be an active charity to convert him--and that could convert him for he has as many twists in him as an eel--if it was only for the sake of gettin' him to spake the truth." "Who else, Darby ?" "Put down Charley Casey, sir; and if you take my advice, you'll set in at the convarsion of him while his famine lasts--otherwise, he's a bitter idolapher as ever welted an Orangeman; but against that, he has the stomach o' three men--and the best time to come at him wid the gospel is the present.

Bait it wid a flitch of bacon on the one side, and a collop o' fresh meat on the other, now before the praties comes in, and you're sure of him." "Any others, Dairby ?--but, indeed, as far as we have gone yet, the cases appear to me to be difficult ones.

However, there is joy in heaven, Darby, over one sinner--and surely the greater the sin the greater the joy and the triumph.