Page 283 (12.107-145) "pedigree together... What’s yours? says Joe."

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pedigree together with prime premiated milchcows and beeves: and there is ever heard a trampling, cackling, roaring, lowing, bleating, bellowing, rumbling, grunting, champing, chewing, of sheep and pigs and heavyhooved kine from pasturelands of Lusk and Rush and Carrickmines and from the streamy vales of Thomond, from M'Gillicuddy's reeks the inaccessible and lordly Shannon the unfathomable, and from the gentle declivities of the place of the race of Kiar, their udders distended with superabundance of milk and butts of butter and rennets of cheese and farmer's firkins and targets of lamb and crannocks of corn and oblong eggs in great hundreds, various in size, the agate with the dun.

fdv: "And thither wend the heavyuddered kine, from pastures of Lusk and Ossory and Coosbaragh, their udders swollen with abundance of milk and butter and rich cheese and eggs, the agate and the dun."

1. bellwethers
2. flushed ewes
3. shearling rams
4. lambs
5. stubble geese
6. medium steers
7. roaring mares
8. polled calves
9. longwools
10. storesheep
11. Cuffe's prime springers
12. culls
13. sowpigs
14. baconhogs
15. the various different varieties of highly distinguished swine
16. Angus heifers
17. polly bullocks
18. sheep
19. pigs
20. heavyhooved kine

firkin

So we turned into Barney Kiernan's and there sure enough was the citizen up in the corner having a great confab with himself and that bloody mangy mongrel, Garryowen, and he waiting for what the sky would drop in the way of drink.

Irish setter

Garryowen song ♬



dog 13yo in 1884?

an early character list for the episode calls the dog "Leary"


— There he is, says I, in his gloryhole, with his cruiskeen lawn and his load of papers, working for the cause.

Cruiskeen Lawn ♬


The bloody mongrel let a grouse out of him would give you the creeps. Be a corporal work of mercy if someone would take the life of that bloody dog. I'm told for a fact he ate a good part of the breeches off a constabulary man in Santry that came round one time with a blue paper about a licence.

"give you the creeps" was already a phrase

the Royal Irish Constabulary was separate from the Dublin Municipal Police

"blue paper" = summons


— Stand and deliver, says he.

what highwaymen traditionally said to their victims


— That's all right, citizen, says Joe. Friends here.



— Pass, friends, says he.



Then he rubs his hand in his eye and says he:

secret gesture-language?


— What's your opinion of the times?



Doing the rapparee and Rory of the hill. But, begob, Joe was equal to the occasion.

'rapparee... Rory... on the hill' [1855 ebook]
'Rory of the Hill' [lyrics]


— I think the markets are on a rise, says he, sliding his hand down his fork.

it looks like they'd been declining since 1902 but seemed to turn up in 1905

London Stock Exchange 'inert'

Irish equity prices [pdf]

So begob the citizen claps his paw on his knee and he says:



— Foreign wars is the cause of it.



And says Joe, sticking his thumb in his pocket:



— It's the Russians wish to tyrannise.

the Russo-Japanese war had been going on since February [wiki]
cf p56: "The Russians, they'd only be an eight o'clock breakfast for the Japanese."


— Arrah, give over your bloody codding, Joe, says I. I've a thirst on me I wouldn't sell for half a crown.

about $16 today


— Give it a name, citizen, says Joe.



— Wine of the country, says he.

here apparently Guinness stout, but more commonly whiskey


— What's yours? says Joe.

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