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JefFJ NyaD did not half believe the Whisperer, and yet his fame was great. At length he made up his mind, and gave ference the twenty pounds, mak- Ing hIm swear upon the mass-book, that If he did not succeed, the money should be pat back again safe aid sound in his hands.

 Away went the sVi..iiss,erer his, not at once to the priest. He knew the world better; and he waited until after dinner, when his reverence was over his tuaibler of punch. Nothing sofcns mans heart so much, as Terence knew from his own experience.

 s'is it about the bay mare you are come to me, Terence, ny friend? You'll take glass of punch, am sure.n

 "Ay,n replied the Vhisperer, Cor two of them if t would do any good 10 your reverence"

 So he sat down, and they talked away as fast as they could, about the heat Of the weather, the potato crop, the price of whiskey, Squire Johnaon's last hunt, Catholic emancipation, the new road under the hilI--every thing in the world. And at last, when the priest vas in the height of good humor, the Whisperer brought in the business of Jerry Ryan, in the easiest way he could.

 Don't talk to me about it. said the i Doctor, Terence O,Suliivan. but drink your punch in peace--it can't be- They are too near akin. It's clearly against the law of the church.''

 And he quoted St. Augustine, and Thomas Aquinas, and Sardanapalus, and Nebuehaanezzar. and other fathers , Of the church; which be well knew how 10 do, being regularly bred in the f,. nous University of Salamanca, where he took his degree of Doctor of Canon law. in the year eighty-one. ] The Whisperer waited to the end of the Doctors speech, and then said: It's mighty fine thing Doctor to be So learned man. How your head holds aiI that knowledge, is more than can say.n

 On which the Doctor smiled.--

 "But,' continued Terence. ssthsre vas not Saint among them who would not listen to reason, and ifyour rever- ence would just let me whisper one minute to you, may be you'd think bet ter of it.''

 "Whisper to me, man, said the priest, 'sdo you take me fora horse?'

 'tGod forbid,n said the Whisperer. "that should compare your reverence to brute baste. But let me try

 "Well," said the priest, this is one of the ioolishesf things ever heard of; but If you insist upon it, YOU may fol- low your own vagary, only l tell you it's of no use, for l never-'' "Don't he rash, father Delany,' said the Whisperer, and putting his mouth close to the ear of the priest, he whis- pered something to him.

 O"' said the priest "but YOU are wonderful man, Terence O'Sullivan- that alters the case. see the thing in quite a different light. Tke poor young creatures Send them to me, and we'll settle the matter" And he buttoned up his brooches pocket. 1 Now what did the Whisperer say?- can't guess. But whatever it was. Jerry Ryan and Mary Mnioah, were married that day week, and the Whis- perer danced at the wedding.

 st would be "a quare tqueer11 shIii,ss shI,i,sss 7 said he, tiff I, who could tame tho stfon- gest horse in the country, would not he able to tame Sn ould priest"

 .4jyicGs Colonizasion.-The African Repository, for November, which has just come to hand, is full of interest," The accounts from Liberia, as commu- nicated in three letters from Dr. Mech lin, the Colonial Agent, and in several numbers of the Liberia Herald, afford unquestionable evidence of the cxtra- ordinary prosperity of the Colony, and ofits immense and increasing influence upon the surrounding population.-- "lnternalimproyements,' says Dr.M Mech lin, shave been carried on to an extent scarcely to be credited, and places a