'
"'Why, Mr. Cokely,' says I, back to him, 'I'll giye up the succession;'
says I, 'and what is more, I'll grant that you have been called by the
Lord, and that I have not; but the Lord that called you,' says I, 'was
Lord Foxhunter.' Man, you'd tie his Lordship wid a cobweb, he laughed so
heartily.
"'Bravo, Father Kavanagh,' said he. 'Cokely, you're bale,' said he; 'and
upon my honor you must both dine with me to-day, says he--and capital
claret he keeps."
"Your health, Father Kavanagh, an' God spare you to us! Hah! wather! Oh,
the divil a taste itself did the same stuff see! Why, thin, I think your
Reverence an' me's about an age. I bleeve. I'm a thrifle oulder; but I
don't bear it so well as you do. The family, you see, an' the childhre,
an' the cares o' the world, pull me down: throth, the same family's a
throuble to me. I wish I had them all settled safe, any way."
"What do you intind to do with them, Dominick?"
"In throth, that's what brought me to yer Reverence. I've one
boy--Jimmy--a smart chap entirely, an' he has taken it into his head to
go as a poor scholar to Munster. He's fond o' the larnin', there's not
a doubt o' that, an' small blame to him to be sure; but then again, what
can I do? He's bint on goin', an' I'm not able to help him, poor fellow,
in any shape; so I made bould to see yer Reverence about it, in hopes
that you might be able to plan out something for him more betther nor
I could do. I have the good wishes of the neighbors, and indeed of the
whole parish, let the thing go as it may.
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