268 A WELL-SPENT SUNDAY. 



watchin all night I was the poor crature of 

 a mother down in the faver ? God help her ! 

 And wasn't it glad I was, when the poor sowl 

 fell into a sleep, just to step out and take a 

 look at the blessed sun ?" 



"Indeed!" exclaimed the Stipendiary; 

 " and no doubt these worthy gentlemen, your 

 companions, had been helping you to watch 

 your poor mother, and were equally anxious 

 with yourself to take a look at the blessed 

 sun?" 



" They were not, your worship. They 

 were just taking a wash in the say of a Sun- 

 day morning, to make themselves clane and 

 dacent for the holy mass ; and sure didn't 

 I take a wash at the same time?" 



" I dare say you did, Mr. Rowan ; and 

 forgot, I see, to take your clothes off." 



" Faix, I did not, your worship !" 



" Then how came you wet, as you now 

 stand, up to the middle ? " 



" And sure it was from walking through 

 Pat Sweeny's standing grass, all dripping 

 with the morning dew, your honour. And 

 sure it's poor Pat only that I have offended." 



At this moment the Squire whispered 

 across the table, " Upon my word, I begin 



