_Heart._ Very true, Sir. _Sir Pat._ Upon my Honour, Madam, I have travelled over several of the Terrestial Globes both by Land and Sea and I never saw so fair a Creature as your Ladyship, but one, and she was an Indian Queen and black as a Raven. _Har._ Pray Sir, in all your Travels were you never in Ireland? _Sir Pat._ I was in Paris, Madam; I lived there all my Life. Parlez vous Francois? _Har._ Sir, I don't understand your speaking French very well. _Sir Pat._ Oui, Madamoiselle, je le parle Francois, but I cannot speak a word of Irish tho' I was often taken for an Irish Gentleman when I was abroad--because you must know I used to converse very much with them. _Har._ And pray, Sir, in all your Travels through the Terrestial Globes by Land and Sea, are you sure you never were in Ireland? _Sir Pat._ No, Madam, I can't say positively--Stay--let me remember if I can--Ireland--Ireland--tho' to tell you the Truth, Madam, _I have a very bad Memorandum_. _Both._ Ha, ha, ha. _Sir Pat._ Faith, Madam, I can't find by my Brain that ever I was so happy as to visit that Kingdom. _Har._ I wonder at that, Sir, for all Gentlemen of Taste visit Ireland in their Travels. It's famous for not having venemous Creatures in it, I think. _Sir Pat._ Not one, Madam, from the beginning of the World to the Creation. For I remember there was a Toad brought over there once, and as soon as ever he died. Madam, upon my Honour, they could not bring it to Life again. _Har._ No! That was very surprizing, ha, ha. _Sir Pat._ Upon my Word and Honour, Madam, 'tis as true as the Alcorn, for I stood there with these two Eyes and saw it. _Har._ Then I find you have been in Ireland, Sir? _Sir Pat._ In Ireland, Madam. (_Aside_--What the Devil have I said. Now I am afraid I have committed a Blunder here.) Yes, Madam, now I remember I was there once about two or three Months ago--I went over with a Lady for my Diversion--She went there to travel so I went to shew her the Country because we were both Strangers in it. But really, Madam, it was so long ago that I quite forgot it, and as I told you before, Madam, I have a very treacherous Heart at remembering Things when once I forgot them. _Har._ You are to be excused, Sir, for to be sure a Gentleman that has travelled so much as you have done must have a very treacherous Heart at remembering things. For it is common Observation that Travellers always have bad Memories. _Sir Pat._ O the worst in the World, Madam, for they go into so many Inns and Taverns upon the Road, and into so many Towns and Villages and Steeples and Churches, that it is impossible to Memorandum all the Kingdoms a Man travels through. _Heart._ Ha, ha, ha. Pray Sir, in your Travels in Ireland, if your heart will let you recollect it, what sort of usage did you meet with?