SOME IRISH BULLS.

Otago Daily Times, Issue 11396, 13 April 1899, Page 6

SOME IRISH BULLS.

Perhaps the .'greatest contempt ever expressed by one man. for another was the re : jeclion by an old Irish gentleman of a challenge. "Fight with him!" ho exclaimed. "I. would rather go to my grave without a fight." From an- Irish newspaper—"The heavy drops of rain varied,in sizo from a shilling to eighteenpence." - Tho chairinli'h' of a company-- in Cork— "Perhaps vou:'think-that in our board half do the work and the other half do nothing. As a matter of fact,.' gentlemen,. the reverse is the case." .

"Is it a son or a daughter your sister has got. ".asked.a gentleman of one of his tenants. "The curse of'tho crow's on me, but I don't know whether I'm an uncle or an aunt," was the immediate reply. From the witness box — "'A Kathleen Ma.vorneen loan'?'' questioned the fudge. "What, in the world is that"", "That's what we calls some loans down in our parts, yer hohner—the 'It maybe for years, and it-may be for ever' sort. "Dill you call ..your. ..husband's uncle 'Carey, the informer'?" "No," she replied, "I didn't go so far as that. I. called him Anti-Christ." ; '

Eminent.; London specialist to a Galway landlord—"l should like to know whether your family have been loiig-lived?" "Well, "doctor, I'll jilst tell you how it is,'' said the patient, thoughtfully.. "My family is a West of Ireland family, and the age of my. ancestors depended entirely on the judge and jury who tried them."

After a levee a Hussar officer in full uniform walked down Dame street, Dublin. Two 'men seemed quite bewildered by the gorgeous apparition clanking towards them ; but when he had passed, one said to the other, " Oh, shouldn't I like to pawn him !'' A woman named Mrs Flynn was brought up in Dublin for assaulting her husband. The police applied for a remand, as the husband, being in tho hospital was unable to appear. The woman seemed also to be in a very battered condition. Her face was bruised, one eye was closed, and, she had a bandage over her head. "What an awful condition the poor woman is in ! " said the magistrate, pityingly- " Oeh, yer worship," exclaimed the woman, with a ring of exultation in her voice, " just wait till yez see Flvnn 1 "—Michael MacDonagli.