me to thank you for your instructions, you ought to thank me for not
preparing you for the county hospital, as a memento of the cruelty
and brutality you made me feel, when I had the misfortune to be a poor
scholar! under you.' And so, because he became curate of the parish, he
showed me the outside of it."

"But will you tache this poor young boy, sir?"

"Let me know who's to guarantee his payments."

"I have money myself, sir, to pay you for two years," replied Jemmy.
'They told me, sir, that you were a great scholar, an' I refused to stop
in other schools by rason of the name you have for Latin and Greek."

"Verbum sat," exclaimed the barefaced knave. "Come here. Now, you see,
I persave you have dacency. Here is your task; get that half page by
heart. You have a cute look, an' I've no doubt but the stuff's in you.
Come to me afther dismiss, 'till we have a little talk together."

He accordingly pointed out the task, after which he placed him at his
side, lest the inexperienced boy might be put on his guard by any of the
scholars. In this intention, however, he was frustrated by Thady, who,
as he thoroughly detested the knavish tyrant, resolved to caution
the poor scholar against his dishonesty. Thady, indeed most heartily
despised the mercenary pedagogue, not only for his obsequiousness to the
rich, but on account of his severity to the children of the poor. About
two o'clock the young wag went out for a few minutes, and immediately
returned in great haste to inform the master, that Mr. Delaney, the
parish priest, and two other gentlemen wished to see him over at the
Cross-Keys, an inn which was kept at a place called the Nine Mile
House, within a few perches of the school. The parish priest, though an
ignorant, insipid old man, was the master's patron, and his slightest
wish a divine law to him. The little despot, forgetting his prey,
instantly repaired to the Cross-Keys, and in his absence, Thady,
together with the larger boys of the school, made M'Evoy acquainted with
the fraud about to be practised on him.

"His intintion," said they, "is to keep you at home to-night, in ordher
to get whatever money you have into his own hands, that he may keep it
safe for you; but if you give him a penny, you may bid farewell to it.
Put it in the curate's hands," added Thady, "or in my father's, an' thin
it'll be safe. At all evints, don't stay wid him this night. He'll take
your money and then turn you off in three or fo