Any others ?" "Mark down Molly Crudden, sir--she would be a glorious catch if a word in saison could fasten on her.

She goes by the name of Funny Eye.

The poor woman is mother to a large family of childre, sir; and the worst of it is, that no two o' them goies by the same name.

It would be a proud day that we could make sure of her, especially as Father Roche and Mr.
M'Cabe, his curate, were obliged to give her up, and forbid her the parish; but Funny Eye only winks and laughs at them and the world.

She's the last, sir--but I'll be on the look out, God willin', for a few more desperate cases to crown our victory over the dev--ahem! over Satan and the priests." "Well, then, let me see you, as I said, the day after to-morrow, and in the mean time--peace, and joy, and victory be with you!" "The same to you, sir, and many of them! Amin--I pray the sweet queen o' heaven this day!" "Darby," said M'Slime, who looked upon his mingling up religious expressions peculiar to his class as a proof of his sincerity--"Darby," said he in a low, condensed, and collected voice--"I said I had the execution of a commission to entrust to you." "But, sir," said Darby, whose ears, could they have shaped themselves according to his wishes, would have ran into points in order to hear with more acuteness--"Sir," said he, "I doubt I'm not worthy of such a trust." "Perfectly worthy, Darby," continued Solomon, "if I did not think so I would not employ you--I have engaged another person to prepare, as it were, the way for you; but the truth is, it would never do to allow that person and the young person of whom you are going to take charge to be seen together.