LIFE IN IRELAND 145 



around, were of that coarse texture which we cannot 

 here unravel. 



Suffice it, that our heroes had a plentiful view of all 

 that can charm the heart, or disgust the eye, and retired 

 perfectly satisfied with what they had seen. 



Reader, be not startled at this scene in very Low 

 Life ; it is not wanting parallel in the world, even in 

 London. We can daily and nightly dive into such 

 concerns ; Chancery-lane has its ducking stools^ so 

 hath Mofwwuth-streef, and Broad Sai?it Giles s, where 

 the knives and forks are chained to the table, and for 

 twopence you can have a plate of hot ox-cheek, a 

 tumbler of small beer, and a platter of Bazilican salve 

 {alias peas pudding). The shades at Westminster- 

 bridge are not a farthing better, though they are a 

 shilling dearer, and frequented by High Lifd Black- 

 Legs^ instead of Low Lifd scamps. Those who would 

 wish to run doivn Dublin, need not hope to find 

 materials herein for doing so ; they had better look at 

 home, in whatever part of the globe they are situated, 

 and they will either directly condemn themselves, or 

 with the stupid lawyer exclaim — ' Much may be said 

 on both sides.' As all means to remove Grammachree 

 were ineffectual, our heroes consoled themselves with 

 the idea that he was better in bad company, than to 

 make bad company with them. 



Sir Shawn was now on the wing for some novelty 

 wherewith to amuse his friend Brian Boru — a plan he 

 had long in agitation was forthwith put in execution. 



A Visit to a Holy Well. 

 There are many of these in Ireland, rendered sacred 



K 



