46 LIFE IN IRELAND 



CHAPTER V 



A release from a tumble— Ups and downs of a girl of the town 

 —Growlers in grain— Jingling wit— A carriage harnessed by the 

 belts of a wooden leg— Scene at Sally M' Lean's, the Abbess of 

 Stafford Street— List of beauties— Natural question by old maids 

 —A grand row in Dame Street with watchmen, police, soldiers, 

 chimney-sweepers, and Major Sirr— Encounter with a second- 

 hand reading corporal— Safe at home— Brian Boru's Muse on 

 fire again— Song, ' Dublin Nuisances, or Down with the Watch- 

 men. ' 



THE ups and downs in this life,' said Poll Kettle- 

 well, ' which I am in the habit of experiencing, 

 are so strange and numerous, that I really don't think 

 I could manage to exist without them; to be sure I 

 don't often go up as high as a jingle, or fall so low 

 as the foundation of a bridge, with a wooden-legged 

 blood-hound commencing an attack upon my postern 

 so furiously ; but by the piper that played before 

 Moses ! I '11 have an action of assault and battery 

 against him if Macanally's in Dublin, ox slap bang to 

 be bought in Stafford Street.' 'It would only be a 

 just return, my dear,' replied Sir Shawn, 'for his 

 entering an action in /a// without giving due notice.' 



By the help of Pat Slaney and Brl\n, who enjoyed 

 the joke. Captain Grammachree was conveyed up the 

 hill, and placed in the crazy vehicle, from which he 

 had so rapidly descended, and Poll Kettlewell con- 



