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Valentine M’Clutchy, The Irish Agent

CHAPTER III
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Nay, it will do more, my friend; it will exalt your faith to such a divine pitch, that if you read it with the proper spirit, you will pray that the dispensation thus laid on you may continue, in order that the inner man may be purged." "Faith, and Mr.M'Slime, with great respect, if that is your doctrine it isn't your practice.

The sorra word of prayer--God bless the prayers!--came out o' your lips today,'an til you laid in a good warm breakfast, and afther that, for fraid of disappointments, the very first thing you prayed for was your daily bread--didn't I hear you?
But I'll tell you what, sir, ordher me my breakfast, and then I'll be spakin' to you.

A hungry man--or a hungry woman, or her hungry childre' can't eat Bibles; although it is well known, God knows, that when hunger, and famine, and starvation are widin them and upon them, that the same Bible, but nothing else, is; handed to them by pious people in the shape of consolation and relief.

Now I'm thinkin', Mr.M'Slime, that that is not the best way to make the Bible respected.

Are you goin' to give me my breakfast, sir?
upon my sowl, beggin' your pardon, if you do I'll bring the Bible home wid me, if that will satisfy you, for we haven't got e'er a one in our own little cabin." "Sharpe, my good boy, I'll trouble you to take that Bible out of his hands.


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