The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1832-05-15

with you again, for I know they're on
their way, Mr.. Corrigan. You've pref
ty snug spot in it, apd more's the pity
that you don't know how 10 save your
bacon.) But WAS going to bring you all
to task for mortal sin. Do you know
the rnal difference between mortal and
venal sin? To he sure you don't; where
would the likes Of ye learn any thing a.
bout it! Well then. III tell you-mor-
tai sin is of two kinds-words and deeds
when you dare to say word against
the true church and when you don't pay
up your dues--that's mortal sin as for
venal sin, that's a matter TO be settled at
confession it depends entirely upon my
self, and its cute ye are If don't find
you out. May be you think don't know
what you'ie all doing when there's no.
body looking at you; you might as well
say that don't know what Abraham is
saying to the poor creature that's lying,
like bug in u rug, in his buzom this thou
sand years. (Sland out of the doorway,
Judy Kelly, can't see the pratees grow
ing outside for the head of ye suppose
you think you're mighty fine spy glass
In regard TO the mortal sin, I'm tould
you all went to hear the heretics preach
ing up at the methodist chapel t'other
morning. Now, whether you did or not,
sorrow an absolution will you get from
me until you do penance, every one ofye
That's got a red COW, or barn-door.
Sure if you didn't 60, it's no reason but
you might go-and that's all the same.
Tim Byrne, hear that you bought a
yellow waistcoat and pair of bran new
brogues last Tuesday, at y-brougheen
gathern where did you get the money,
| Tim Sure il was never known that
you had ever hide on your dirty feet
before, except your skin, and why
wouldn't that contint you still Were
YOU afcared of spattering your illigant
knee-breeches Ifyou come by such a
sight of money honestly, Tim, you ought
to come to me an ax what you ought to
do wild it. But it's true to me that you
had hand in the consarn and if your.
self isn't as white as jug Of cream,
miud w!.at tell you, therell be ruction
afore long, and the jubilee's coming on.
You'll be trying to palaver me out OF an
indulgence by-and-by, when the moneys
all spent, and you'll be SO poor that if
ould Nick was to dance jig in your
pocket, there wouldn't he so much as
halfpenny for him 10 break his shnbone
over; but you're playing blind-man's-butf
with your salvation, and you'll sknock
your nose against stone wall. Itwasnt
for nothing that took that pint of liquor
! with you t'other night at Dan Cummings;
when the drop of drinks upon ou, you're
as tinder az rotten turnip; I've only to
squeeze you between my finger and
thumb, and out comes the juice. ~ was
talking of the methodist chapel, when this
spal en n interrupted me. (Jemny Riley,
! Just put your hand to thai boord a bit,
and shove it over the tub.) The meth
odists are all made of iron and broad
cloth. boys; they're not like us, good
/ flesh and blood and that's the reason
they want to bring you over 10 them.
Did you ever see methodist like Peggy
Marin? To be sure you didn't, /
needn't AK you. Houla up your head,
Peggy, and don't keep spelling your
praskeen. I'm tould the childer are in
the typhus well, it's one comfort that it
II prevent the procthor and the preacher
from coming near you. Betheshin not
one Of them comes as we do, rain or
shine, we'll or i'll. l hope you'll all have
the true typhus--it's grace / mean--to
keen the heretcs away from you. They
don't cnre a traneen for ye, if you'll on.
ly let them read the Bible to ye. And
sure the Bibles good reading. may he,
but it's not fit for the likes of ye. Ifyou
want Bibles come tn me, I'm Bible e.
nough for you. (It's late you're after
coming to my discourse, Masther Mike
Gsfret. Never heed you heed me un-
til you can't help yourself May I've you
think half q loaf is better than no bread
at all but if you were to say that to the
angel at the door OF heaven, he'd pop in
your head, and jam your legs ont, then
how would you look, Mike I? Did you
ever come to the jugon till you finished
your noggiu Of punch! To he sure you
didn't, but that's no reason why You ID be
letting other people drink your liquor for
you. Is that the sun that's splitting the
ould sod roof Of the place What else
would it be And isn't that a lesson to
you, to show that the Roman church Is
the true church--don't you see how it's
burning the heads Of yel Did you ever
know the equal oft in the heretics' housel
How could you, because they daren't
look the sun in the face, and put ugly
states on the top to prevint him from
looking in to see what they're doing.
Ny drame's QUIT knew we'd have a
sign to show them before they sneaked
off with their tails between their legs,
III N n dor with n Aea in his sar Uhev