No one knew why Sean O'Casey was the person he was but it was agreed by all that he was more than your typical liar, and his gift with the words was such that he could talk a leprechaun out of the pot-of-gold. It was also a fact that father O'Neal tried to save Sean O'Casey's soul by turning him away from his flimflamming ways.

"Sean, Sean, it would sadden me greatly if you were to die and go to the burning pit reserved for liars like yourself." said Father O'Neal to Sean O'Casey every chance that he could. But Sean O'Casey would have none of that saving stuff and continued to use his gift with the words to get the better of people. Sean O'Casey had such a way with words that he could make people think up was down and down was up, and he lived quite well because of it.

Finally one day the lord took Sean O'Casey, like He takes all the rest of us to be rewarded or punished according to the way we lived. During the funeral Father O'Neal himself gave the eulogy to those attending, which was everybody in town. They weren't so much interested in the burial as it was curiosity that drove them to see if Sean O'Casey could talk his way out of the grave.

"Now you know what happens to liars! They die like everyone else and they go straight to that burning pit where Sean O'Casey is right now!" Everyone hearing Father O'Neal agreed that Hell is where Sean O'Casey is right now, bless his poor soul.

A couple of years later it was father O'Neal who was finally called to that great resting place in the sky. "Father O'Neal, 'tis a great pleasure to see you finally up here!" said St. Peter. "We have been waiting for you for so long to give you a place of your own for all the good works you have done and all the souls you have saved." And St. Peter opened up those heavenly gates and took Father O'Neal inside. "This is your everlasting reward." said St. Peter, as he showed Father O'Neal a little two-story townhouse.

"It doesn't look like much," said Father O'Neal "but I am grateful for being in Heaven, so I guess it will have to do." After getting acquainted in his heavenly neighborhood, curiosity got the better of Father O'Neal. He wanted to find out how those even more deserving lived in the better and more affluent section of Heaven. So one day he decided to take a stroll.

And he met many of the saints, and their homes were mansions and rightly so for the hardships and suffering they had to endure. Father O'Neal liked that rich part of Heaven so much that he made it his business to stroll through that neighborhood quite often. And one day, who do you suppose he saw in one of those fancy mansions.

Yes, unbelievable as it might seem, it was Sean O'Casey sitting in front of a swimming pool, sipping on his favorite beer that flowed out of a fountain right next to his chair. "Sean O'Casey," Father O'Neal exclaimed, "how the devil did you ever manage to get into Heaven, and when did you ever do anything to deserve such a big and magnificent home as your reward?"

"Father O'Neal, 'tis grateful I am sot see you. And why shouldn't I be up here? I told St. Peter that I lived well on earth, I was used to the best and I expected the best up here, too."

Perplexed, Father O'Neal went to St. Peter. "St. Peter," he asked, "how is it that a sinner like Sean O'Casey, who rightly deserves to being Hell, winds up in Heaven, and living it up in a palace to boot?"

"Why did we give him a place?" answered St. Peter. "Because he wouldn't accept any less. It was that or sending him to Hell, and we couldn't do that because that fiery pit was created to show that the good are rewarded and the evil punished. And sending Sean O'Casey to Hell would have destroyed our whole system of justice."

"And how could he possibly do that?" asked Father O'Neal, deeply perplexed.

"Well, you know Sean O'Casey, and what a liar he is," replied St. Peter. "and the way he can make people think up is down and down is up. Why, if we sent him to Hell, he'd convince all those people down below that they were living in Heaven."