The House by the Church-Yard

worthy person was horrified by his proposition; and Toole walked off in a huff, without bidding him good-night, and making a remark in which the words 'old woman' occurred pretty

next the green hall-door close by, and Dan instantly bethought himself of Father Roach. So knocking stoutly at the window, he caused the melody to subside and the s

nd - for he bore no malice, and the Lenten ditty he quite forgave as being no worse in modern parlance than an unhappy 'fluke'- was about to pull him into the parlour, where

e priest made his mouth into a round queer little O, through which he suc

s a fine shot, and a sweet little fencer in his youth, an' game, too - oh, be the powers!

ant O'Fl

o put an end to a jewel by active intherfarence, though I have known cases, my dear child, where suppressing a simple jewel has been the cause of half a dozen breaking out afterwards in the same neighbourhood, and on the very same quarrel, d'ye mind - though, of coorse, that's no reason here or there, my dear boy! But take it that a jewel is breaking down and coming to the ground of itself (here a hugely cunning wink), in an aisy, natural, accommodating way, the only effect of intherfarence is to bolster it up,

hesi

eleven o'clock - they're nonplussed already; and lav

gether to you. I know I might, t

ed his garret stair and snuffed his candle, and plun

face of warlike importance, and shutting the door behind him with what he cal

branch of sporting. Not that the worthy father avowed any such sentiment; on the contrary, his voice and his eyes, if not his hands, were always raised against the sanguinary practice; and scarce a duel occurred within a reasonable distance unattended by his reverence, in the capacity, as he said, of 'an unauthorised, but airnest, though, he feared, unavailing peacemaker.' There he used to

smooth; but if he's kept waiting there, fuming and boiling over, do ye mind, without a natural vent for his feelings, or a friend, do ye see, at his side to - to resthrain him, and bring a

Mr. Mahony, standing up like a warrior, and laying the pipe of peace

his reverence, raising his finger, closing his

oning his garments where, being a little 'in flesh,' as well as tall, he

Mr. Nutter; and just say you came from my house, where you - a - pooh! accidentally heard, through Mr. Loft

cock o' one side; and following, with a sporting and mischievous leer, the direction of the pries

a brisk stride, and with a keen relish for the business. 'And the blessing of the peacemaker go with you, my child!' added his reverence, lifting his hands and his eyes towards the heavens, 'An' upon my fainy!' looking s

ording to his private ideal of the complete fine gentleman. Such bows, such pointing of the toes, such graceful flourishes of the three-cocked hat - such immensely eng

d to be presented to the man who, instinct told him, was to be his friend. Cluffe, a man of fashion of the military school, eyed the elegant

g an easy tête-à-tête with Father Roach, was a very inferior person, indeed, to Patrick Mahony, Es

melody than for their exact connexion with the context or bearing upon his meaning. The consequence was a certain go

hamber behind the bar, where Nutter, returning some of his bows, and having listened without deriving any ver

he's not going to apologise, and nothing but a meeting will satisfy me. He's a mere murderer. I have not the faintest notion w

ting his rhetoric in his enthusiasm; 'be