On his return home, he reflected how idly he had spent the prime of life; and recovering from a severe illness, he came to a resolution of resigning the Egyptian sceptre. The assembly, finding him determined, reluctantly acquiesced, and he departed amidst the applause and sighs of his subjects. Our adventurer, finding the air of the town not rightly to agree with him, and the death of some of his relations rendering his circumstances quite easy, he retired to the western parts, to a neat purchase he had made, and there he ended his days, beloved and esteemed by all; leaving his daughter (his wife dying some time before him) a genteel fortune, who was married to a neighbouring young gentleman. * * * * * THE COMICAL SAYINGS OF PADDY FROM CORK WITH HIS COAT BUTTONED BEHIND Being an Elegant Conference between English Tom and Irish Teague; WITH PADDY'S CATECHISM, And his Supplication when a Mountain Sailor. PART I. _Tom._ GOOD morrow, sir. This is a very cold day. _Teag._ Arra, dear honey, yesternight was a very cold morning. _Tom._ Well, brother traveller, of what nation art thou? _Teag._ Arra, dear shoy, I came from my own kingdom. _Tom._ Why, I know that; but where is thy kingdom? _Teag._ Allelieu, dear honey, don't you know Cork in Ireland? _Tom._ You fool, Cork is not a kingdom, but a city. _Teag._ Then, dear shoy, I'm sure it is in a kingdom. _Tom._ And what is the reason you have come and left your own dear country? _Teag._ Arra, dear honey, by Shaint Patrick, they have got such comical laws in our country that they will put a man to death in perfect health; so, to be free and plain with you, neighbour, I was obliged to come away, for I did not choose to stay among such a people that can hang a poor man when they please, if he either steals, robs, or kills a man. _Tom._ Ay, but I take you to be more of an honest man than to steal, rob, or kill a man. _Teag._ Honest, I am perfectly honest. When I was but a child my mother would have trusted me with a house full of mill-stones. _Tom._ What was the matter? Was you guilty of nothing? _Teag._ Arra, dear honey, I did harm to nobody, but fancied an old gentleman's gun, and afterwards made it my own. _Tom._ Very well, boy, and did you keep it so? _Teag._ Keep it? I would have kept it with all my heart while I lived. Death itself could not have parted us; but the old rogue, the gentleman, being a justice of peace himself, had me tried for the rights of it, and how I came by it, and so took it again. _Tom._ And how did you clear yourself without punishment?