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Updated: September 2, 2025
"It was not Parrah More himself, nor his family, that said anything about you, Phaddhy," said the priest, "but others that were present. You must know that we were all to be starved here to-day."
"Come, jinteels," said he, "spare nothing here there's lashings of every thing; thrate yourselves dacent, and don't be saying tomorrow or next day, that ever my father's son was nagerly. Death alive, Father Con, what are you doin'? Why, then, bad manners to me if that'll sarve, any how." "Phaddhy," replied Father Con, "I assure you I have done my duty."
In a short time afterwards, Phaddhy and the sons were cased, stiff and awkward, in their new suits, with the tops of their fingers just peeping over the sleeve cuffs.
"A leg of mutton is a good dish, and a bottle of wine is fit for the first man in the land!" observed his Reverence; "five years! why, is it possible you stayed away so long, Phaddhy! how could you expect to prosper with five years' burden of sin upon your conscience what would it cost you ?" "Indeed, myselfs no judge, your Reverence, as to that; but, cost what it will, I'll get both."
When Phaddhy, on the Sunday in question, heard the public notice given of the Station about to be held in his house, notwithstanding his correct knowledge of Father Philemy's character, on which he looked with a competent portion of contempt, he felt a warmth of pride about his heart, that arose from the honor of having a station, and of entertaining the clergy, in their official capacity, under his own roof, and at his own expense that gave him, he thought, a personal consequence, which even the "stockin' of guineas" and the Linaskey farm were unable, of themselves, to confer upon him.
"Why, Phaddhy," he says, "this is a very fine house you've got over you;" throwing his eye again towards a wooden buttress which supported one of the rafters that was broken. "Why then, your Reverence, it would not be a bad one," Phaddhy replied, "if it had a new roof and new side-walls; and I intend to get both next summer, if God spares me till then."
"Then, upon my word, if it had new side-walls, a new roof, and new gavels, too," replied Father Con, "it would look certainly a great deal the better for it; and do you intend to to get them next summer, Paddy?" "If God spares me, sir." "Are all these fine gorsoons yours, Phaddhy?" "Why, so Katty says, your Reverence," replied Phaddhy, with a good-natured laugh.
* I have no hesitation in asserting that the bulk of the uneducated peasantry really believe that the priests have this power. "To tell you the thruth, Phaddhy, I would rather he wouldn't examine me this bout, at all at all." "Ay, but you know we couldn't go agin him, Briney, bekase he promised to get you into the college. Will you speak some Latin, now till I hear you?" "Hem!
"Well, Briney," said Phaddy, as the father and son returned home, cheek by jowl from the chapel, "I suppose Father Philemy will go very deep in the Latin wid ye on Thursday; do ye think ye'll be able to answer him?" "Why, Phaddhy," replied Briney, "how could I be able to answer a clargy? doesn't he know all the languages, and I'm only in the Fibulae AEsiopii yet."
"And what, wid submission, did you fight our battles about, yer Reverence?" inquired Phaddhy. "Yesterday evening, in Parrah More Slevin's, they had him a miser, and yourself they set down as very little better." "Then I don't think I desarved that from Parrah More, anyhow, Father Philemy; I think I can show myself as dacent as Parrah More or any of his faction."
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