122 LIFE IN IRELAND 



CHAPTER X 



Entrance of Sally M'Lean— The Cutchachoo Club— Its rules 

 and regulations — Catalani and ' God shave de Can ' — Scene at 

 Moran's Hotel and D'Arcy's in Earl Street — Miss Maydew, a 

 clever managing girl — Tim Byrne — A shot at my grandmother's 

 nose — Major Sham — A coal-porter's wedding — A wet at Pat 

 Heney's in Mop Street. 



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OW long this modest gentleman's description 

 of his friends and acquaintances would have 

 lasted it is impossible to guess ; happily a nymph, 

 'yclept Sally M'Lean, tapped him on the shoulder; 

 ' What, my worthy, lying as usual ; I want you to lie 

 with me.' ' Glad to assist you 'pon honour,' said the 

 Baronet, as he cut his company with a three square 

 bow, and mingled in the croaking cutchachoo club, 

 who had entered the Rotunda preceded by Sally. 



The Cutchachoo Club are very respectable ; con- 

 sisting of the first characters in Ireland ; in the list will 

 be found Lord Reads-a-deal, Lord Talks-a-deal, Lord 

 Stare-at-em, Lord Squint, and Colonel Black-a-blue-eye, 

 Ladies Never-deny, Clearall, Care-for-nothing, and Poll 

 Poppingjay. They had once a Croakijig secretary, 

 who is now secretary to a sort of a Marine Club over 

 the water in London somewhere, or Westminster, as I 

 understand both cities stand separately together. 



