The Irish sketch-book (1845) (14594583307)

Identifier: irishsketchbook01thacrich (find matches)
Title: The Irish sketch-book
Year: 1845 (1840s)
Authors: Thackeray, William Makepeace, 1811-1863 Bradbury & Evans. (1845) bkp CU-BANC James, Henry, 1843-1916
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Publisher: London, Chapman and Hall
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN



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house finished ?— A good deal of it is/ was the answer.—Andthen we came to a brewery, about which was asimilar story of extravagance and ruin : but, whetherbefore or after entering Bandon, does not matter. We did not, it appears, pass through the best partof Bandon : I looked along one side of the houses inthe long street through which we went, to see ifthere was a window without a broken pane of glass,and can declare on my conscience, that every singlewindow had thice broken panes : there we changedhorses, in a market-place surrounded, as usual, bybeggars: then we passed through a suburb, stillmore wietched and ruinous than the fiist street,and which, in very large letters, is called doyleSTREET: and the next stage w^as at a place calledDunmanway. Here it was market-day too, and, as usual, no lackof attendants: swarms of peasants in their blue 164 CORK TO BANTRY. cloaksj squatting by their stalls here and there.—There is a little, miserable, old market-house; where i!l!i;3Mv«;
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a few women were selling buttermilk; another,bullocks hearts, liver, and such like scraps of meat;another had dried mackerel on a board ; and plentyof people huckstering of course. Round the coachcame crowds of raggery, and blackguards fawningfor money. I wonder who gives them any ? I havenever seen any one give yet; and, were they not evenso numerous that it would be impossible to gratifythem all, there is something in their cant and LANDSCAPE. 165 supplications to the Lord so disgusting to me, thatI could not give a halfpenny. In regard of pretty faces, male or female, this roadis very unfavourable. I have not seen one for fiftymiles; though as it was market-day all along theroad, we have had the opportunity to examine vastnumbers of countenances. The women are, for themost part, stunted, short, with flat Tartar faces;and the men no handsomer. Every woman has barelegs, of course; and as the weather is fine, they aresitting outside their cabins, with the pig, and thegeese, and the ch