"As for my part," said he, "it has opened my eyes to one thing that
I won't forget:--a single word of politics I shall never suffer to
be preached from the altar while I live; neither shall I allow
denouncements for political offences. The altar, as the bishop told
me--and a hard rap he gave Mr. M'Pepper across the knuckles for Bryan's
affair--'the altar,' said he, 'isn't the place for politics, but for
religion; an' I hope I may never hear of its being desecrated with
politics again,' said his lordship, an' neither I will, I assure you."
The intelligence of the unexpected change that had taken place in favor
of the M'Mahon's, did not reach them on that day, which was the same,
as we have stated, on which their grandfather departed this life. The
relief felt by Thomas M'Mahon and his family at this old man's death,
took nothing from the sorrow which weighed them down so heavily in
consequence of their separation from the abode of their forefathers
and the place of their birth. They knew, or at least they took it for
granted that their grandfather would never have borne the long voyage
across the Atlantic, a circumstance which distressed them very much. His
death, however, exhibiting, as it did, the undying attachment to home
which nothing else could extinguish, only kindled the same affection
more strongly and tenderly in their hearts.
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