The southern enterprise. [volume] (Greenville, S.C.) 1854-1870, 1855-06-08
. = u. GREENyILLE S c. TRDlY MORNING, JUNE.s 1856

GRAFTON Of his erring fathers immaterial part; !;
but he had found il expedient to omit re-
murEahng the priest for transacting so skill
fully the blissful business.
Only think of it, good christians ? he
wouie xclain, as he lay stretched upon his
bed, having accidently dislocated a.joint, and
ffolfs the excruciating pain the inflammation
pr6d dSced, imagined hisdissolution approach
ing only think how decavcd his rivir-
|erce-. Oh, holy Mary | what wiA become of
me S-~Send, do send for Father Maurice, till
he CO.. sfesses mep Accordingly messenger
was dispatched, with an instruction to make
bis understanding do,their speedy utmost,
for. the priest, who in hot haste arrived and,
.enteIn & on the tiptoe of expectation the
! -Iansaalznient Z which Pat lsy, he ordered those
who ware present to withdraw. and forthwith
bcgsp his spiritual task.
Well, Pat, said he, what troubles your 2
uOh, murther murther Your rivirence?"
shrieked the penitent, agonizingly, as his
confesscr, in leaning over the couch, the bet
ter to see and hear him, chanced to place his
ansyather roughly on the swollen limb.
God of heaven murder is it z" asked the
priest, with a look of holy horror, for the
mornent a complete and certain annihiiator
Of all and every hope of absolution; and me
prepared for soul-harrowing tale of blood.
Not murther, your rivirence, but perhaps
as bad or worse , and Pat paused as If in
|deea mental anguish and afraid to 90 on.
Come, come" said Father Maurice, pity
ingy and encouragingly, let me hear it,
sfoWil not be too severe with me?" quer-
led Pat. -.
Pfoseed, pray proceed said his feyer-
enos; Earnestly. t..
That's what want, but cannot do
Cannot whatT 7 .......
Pray, plaze your rivirence,' meekly an
sxered Pat.
tCome, sir, no tritling! what would you
coafessF demanded the priest, impaticntly.
Well, if must, must said Pat, in a
tone of. desperation. Dye recollect ouid
flasher Dan McCannq' -
Yes, he was my predecessor in the parish
Did he ever tell your rivirencs that rob-
|bod him q
Robbed him r exclaimed the confessor
~ 5, # sinner !. robbed a priest! I feas
there's little grace left for such crime but
go on ,.
well, your rivirence, when my father,
rest his soul, died some years ago, went to
Father Dan McCann and says |, Father Nc
Cam, plaze your rivirence, want my father
out of purgatory.' -. "a
Pm the man III do that for ye,' says he.
'Darlin ye are,' says |, 'shure Pm for ever
obliged to ye.'
of coorse, Pat says he, 'ofcourse know
We are but sure gintsman of your names
won't forget the clargy in respect of that
same"
'By no manes,' says I. whatever you,
reverence axes you must get
well, then, says he, 'all I'd expect is a
five pound note.'
And you paid him. remarked Father
| Maurice.
No, your rivirence, there's were playet
tho devil; and when Father McCann came
for the money, says he In a voice of honey
Pat, your fathers snug in heaven now, so
hope you'll remember your promise
I'm glad to hear it, saysI
tAnd so you ought says he, for neve
had more trouble with the likes of that be-
fore.'
There's no fear of his getting out3' axe
.Diyii a taste says he, for I've settled
him there harum scarum.'
'Harum scarum repeated Father Maurice
you mean secula seculorum, suppose
May be so, your rivirence Pm not larned
and disremember the exact words
/ No matter--proceed.'
well, You see as l was resolved not tc
pay him at that time, at laste, / began ques
tioning him again
'How am to know that he's in heaven?
Wont you take your priests word for ia
asked Father Dam
Troth and Pm sorry to say and I won't,
says soft and easy.
'And why not. you vagaboneT says he
flying into q mighty tanthrum.
Bellase WON'T says /, ,waxin warm, 'and
that's purity reason, bekase it's woman's
but I'll tell you what I'll do thought : and
axes him was he on speaking terms with st
Pether.
Father Dan looked at me awful serious
shook his head grayely and muttered, Sure
| am, and with all the saints also, ye blag.
gard
60 to him, them says /, and bring me a
receipt for my father +
With that the clergy shook his head
again, clenehed his fist and stamped like
mad.
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