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 22 ſelf, and then give him both my bill and my home word payable in the other world. Tom. And how then are you to get a paſſage to the other world, or who is to carry you there? Pady. O my dear ſhoy, Tom, you know nothing the matter; for, when I die, they will bury my body Beſh, blood, dirt, and bones, only my ſkin will be blow up full of wind and ſpirit, my dear ſhoul I mean : and then I will be blown over to the other world, of the wings of the wind; and after that I'll never be kill hang'd, nor drown'd, nor yet die in my bed, for whe any hits me a blow, my new body will play buff upc it like a bladder. Tom. But what way will you go to the new world or where is it! Pady. Arra, dear ſhoy, the prieſt knows where it is but I do not, but the Pope of Rome keeps the oute port, ſhaint Patrick the inner-port, and gives us a direc- tion of the way to ſhaint Patrick's palace, which ſand on the head of the Stalian-loch, where I'll have n more to do but chap at the gate. Tom. What is the need for chapping at the gate, it not always open ? Pady. Dear ſhoy, you know little about it, ſo there is none can enter it but red hot Iriſhmen, fol when I call, Allelieu, dear honey, ſhaint Patrick coun tenance your own dear countryman if you will, then the gates will be opened directly for me, for he know and loves an Iriſhman's voice, as he loves his ow heart. Tom. And what entertainment will you get whe you are in. Pady. O my dear, we are all kept there until general review, which is commonly once in the week: And then we are drawn up like as many young recruits, and all the blackguard ſcoundrels is pickt out of the ranks, a one half of them id ſent away to the Elyſian fields, to curry the weede from among the potatoes, the other half of them to