Sunday, October 19, 2014

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turf to be in bogs whence men might dig it out and bring it to town and hamlet to make fires in the houses of poor people.

making a virtue of necessity

intrusion-source 1FC107:

On Newcomen bridge the very reverend John Conmee S.J. of saint Francis Xavier's church, upper Gardiner street, stepped onto an outward bound tram.


reverting to his formal title again (maybe as seen by Father Dudley?)

"onto... into"

this tramline ran every five minutes

the one-mile walk so far should have taken 20 minutes, so 2:55 + 0:20 = ~3:15pm
around this time, the cavalcade begins (taking 20min to exit the Park) and Maginni reaches the Liffey after a (slow?) halfmile walk

streetview now
1909 map

Off an inward bound tram stepped the reverend Nicholas Dudley C.C. of saint Agatha's church, north William street, onto Newcomen bridge.

church two blocks northwest (1909)
maybe instead Patrick A Butterly?
this may be a case of Joyce sowing a little confusion by mentioning several different Dudleys

At Newcomen bridge Father Conmee stepped into an outward bound tram for he disliked to traverse on foot the dingy way past Mud Island.

(why the repetition? multiple povs?)

Mud Island is now Fairview Park (it was never a real island)
1909 map

Father Conmee sat in a corner of the tramcar, a blue ticket tucked with care in the eye of one plump kid glove, while four shillings, a sixpence and five pennies chuted from his other plump glovepalm into his purse. Passing the ivy church he reflected that the ticket inspector usually made his visit when one had carelessly thrown away the ticket. The solemnity of the occupants of the car seemed to Father Conmee excessive for a journey so short and cheap. Father Conmee liked cheerful decorum.

5/0 - 0/1 = 4/11
Stephen in Paris also hung onto tram tickets

(how many other scenes of people riding in trams or motorcars did Joyce publish? very few, surely)

ivy church [streetview now] 1909

It was a peaceful day. The gentleman with the glasses opposite Father Conmee had finished explaining and looked down. His wife, Father Conmee supposed.

"solemnity" explored
(can we perhaps identify these people?)
(neologism 'mansplaining')

A tiny yawn opened the mouth of the wife of the gentleman with the glasses. She raised her small gloved fist, yawned ever so gently, tiptapping her small gloved fist on her opening mouth and smiled tinily, sweetly.

Father Conmee perceived her perfume in the car. He perceived also that the awkward man at the other side of her was sitting on the edge of the seat.

cf earlier scents of incense, bacon
very slight hint of adulterous triangle??

this scene is approximately synchronised with Lenehan's reminiscence of Bloom, Molly, Chris Callanan and himself after the Glencree dinner, 3 men and a woman in a vehicle driven by someone else

Father Conmee at the altarrails placed the host with difficulty in the mouth of the awkward old man who had the shaky head.

(he's reminded, but Joyce styles it as continuous)
why does Conmee in particular get his memories treated as intrusions?

At Annesley bridge the tram halted and, when it was about to go, an old woman rose suddenly from her place to alight. The conductor pulled the bellstrap to stay the car for her. She passed out with her basket and a marketnet: and Father Conmee saw the conductor help her and net and basket down: and Father Conmee thought that, as she had nearly passed the end of the penny fare, she was one of those good souls who had always to be told twice bless you, my child, that they have been absolved, pray for me. But they had so many worries in life, so many cares, poor creatures.

Conmee's compassion

streetview now
1909 map

From the hoardings Mr Eugene Stratton grinned with thick niggerlips at Father Conmee.

cf 19vc98: "At the Royal Canal bridge, from his hoarding, Mr Eugene Stratton, his blub lips agrin, bade all comers welcome to Pembroke township."

Father Conmee thought of the souls of black and brown and yellow men and of his sermon on saint Peter Claver S.J. and the African mission and of

Bloom saw a sign for this sermon


mysteries: can we deduce who his tram-mates were?


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