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Updated: June 15, 2025
At the lower board sat the youngsters, under the surveillance of Katty's sister, who presided in that quarter. "If I don't do it myself," said Father Philemy, who was just after sweeping the top off a turkey egg, "I'll get them that will. Come," said he to the collegian, "give us grace, Peter; you'll never learn younger."
The priest, Phaddhy, and the young collegian, had a topic of their own, whilst the rest were engaged in a kind of by play, until the meal was finished. "Father Philemy," said Phaddhy, in his capacity of host, "before we begin we'll all take a dhrop of what's in the bottle, if it's not displasing to yer Reverence; and, sure, I know, 'tis the same that doesn't come wrong at a station, any how."
* This prayer is generally repeated by two persons, who recite each a verse alternately. "Perge, Petre, perge," said Father Philemy, looking rather wistfully at his egg "perge, stultus est et asinus quoque." Peter and Andy proceeded until it was finished, when they resumed their seats. The conversation during breakfast was as sprightly, as full of fun and humor as such breakfasts usually are.
"I wish you could get me a few gallons of it," said the priest; "but let us drop that; I say, Phaddhy, you're too worldly and too careless about your duty." "Well, Father Philemy, there's a good time coming; I'll mend yet." "You want it, Phaddhy." "Would three gallons do, sir?" "I would rather you would make it five, Phaddhy; but go to your rosary."
"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."
Every preparation was accordingly entered into, and every plan adopted that could possibly be twisted into a capability of contributing to the entertainment of Fathers Philemy and Con.
Our readers are to suppose the Reverend Philemy M'Guirk, parish priest of Tir-neer, to be standing upon the altar of the chapel, facing the congregation, after having gone through the canon of the Mass; and having nothing more of the service to perform, than the usual prayers with which he closes the ceremony. "Take notice, that the Stations for the following week will be held as follows:
"He!" said Father Philemy, "he has no more voice than a woolpack; but Con's a cunning fellow.
The horses in the stable were turned out to the fields, being obliged to make room for their betters, that were soon expected under the reverend bodies of Father Philemy and his curate; whilst about half a bushel of oats was left in the manger, to regale them on their arrival.
As soon, however, as Phaddhy became a man of substance, one would almost think that there had been a secret relationship between his good fortune and Father Philemy's memory; for, on their first meeting, after Phaddhy's getting the property, the latter shook him most cordially by the hand a proof that, had not his recollection been as much improved as Phaddhy's circumstances, he could by no means have remembered him; but this is a failing in the memory of many, as well as in that of Father Philemy.
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