A Real Difficulty.

“Ah, Pat,” said the village priest of Clanbridget, “here I find ye with a jug of potheen after what ye promised me. Throw it away, now!”

“Sure, Father, an’ I would,” said Pat, “but the half of it belongs to me brother.” “Throw your half away, then.”

“I can't do that, Father. Mine's at the bottom.”