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34, yet we are Christians, whom this Mr. Juno tries to undermine and ruin by his worldly notions; therefore, Put, will you help us to put him where he belongs?" questioned Deacon Rob Stew.

"We-ll, yer honor, I bees at yer sarvice to do anyting that bees not too indacant, an' I am atinkin' where this Juno chap belongs. Will yer honor plaze tell me?" said Pat.

"Why, sir, he belongs to the ground from whence he came, and I have a plan at work that will place him for ever beyond stepping into my, or your, path," ejaculated the deacon, in reckless anger.

"Och, howly Moses!" meditated Pat, "I shmell a mighty big rat, or I'm no man," and said: "Yer honor knows what's best, au' I will be sacret and sarve ye in any manner; but here comes Judy McCrea, so good day to yer honor."

"Judy, darlin', an' I have a sacret to confide to yer bossom, could I but fale sartin that me darlin' could kape a dredful sacret," said Pat.

"Why, Pat, ye spakes like a crazy man; do ye tink I've become a tratress and vaggabone, and have ye lost fath in. yer Judy?" angrily said Judy.

"No, me darlin', be me sowl ye air accusin' of me wrongly; howsomever, I hav a monstrous sacret to tell ye, an' if ye promise to kape it good, I will give it ye, an' I want ye to hilp me to worry the matter out," said Pat.

"An' shure, I'll do it all as ye plaze, dear Pat," responded Judy.

"Open yer eyes, then, Judy, darlin', an' listen; do ye know that ould hypocret, Dacon Stew, bees manin' harm to the brave young lord, Victor Juno?" said Pat. "Ye do not mane that?" replied Judy.

"Mane it, begorra I knows it; but I'll fix the dirty ould blackgard, or I'm no man; Judy, darlin', will ye hilp me to watch the squally curmndgon?" said Pat.

"Cartainly I will," responded Judy.