"So Terry brought the three pints.
— Here, says Joe, doing the honours. Here, citizen.
— Slan leat, says he.
— Fortune, Joe, says I. Good health, citizen.
Gob, he had his mouth half way down the tumbler already. Want a small fortune to keep him in drinks.
— Who is the long fellow running for the mayoralty, Alf? says Joe.
— Friend of yours, says Alf.
— Nannan? says Joe. The mimber?
— I won't mention any names, says Alf." (U12.817)
"- I thought so, says Joe. I saw him up at that meeting now with William Field, M.P., the cattle traders.
- Hairy Iopas, says the citizen, that exploded volcano, the darling of all countries and the idol of his own.
So Joe starts telling the citizen about the foot and mouth disease and the cattle traders and taking action in the matter and the citizen sending them all to the rightabout and Bloom coming out with his sheepdip for the scab and a hoose drench for coughing calves and the guaranteed remedy for timber tongue. Because he was up one time in a knacker's yard." (U12.827)
"Pisser Burke was telling me in the hotel the wife used to be in rivers of tears sometimes with Mrs O'Dowd crying her eyes out with her eight inches of fat all over her." (U12.839)
"Couldn't loosen her farting strings but old cod's eye was waltzing around her" (U12.841)
"showing her how to do it. What's your programme today? Ay." (U12.842)
"Humane methods. Because the poor animals suffer and experts say and the best known remedy that doesn't cause pain to the animal and on the sore spot administer gently. Gob, he'd have a soft hand under a hen.
Ga Ga Gara. Klook Klook Klook." (U12.843)
"Black Liz is our hen. She lays eggs for us. When she lays her egg she is so glad. Gara. Klook Klook Klook. Then comes good uncle Leo. He puts his hand under black Liz and takes her fresh egg. Ga ga ga ga Gara. Klook Klook Klook." (U12.846)
"- Anyhow, says Joe. Field and Nannetti are going over tonight to London to ask about it on the floor of the House of Commons." (U12.850)
"- Are you sure, says Bloom, the councillor is going? I wanted to see him, as it happens.
- Well, he's going off by the mailboat, says Joe, tonight.
- That's too bad, says Bloom. I wanted particularly. Perhaps only Mr Field is going. I couldn't phone. No. You're sure?" (U12.852)

This is a PC of RMS (= Royal Mail Service) Ulster, one of the mailboats operating between Kingstown and Holyhead on the Irish sea in 1904. The others were RMS Munster, Leinster and Connaught.
"—Nannan's going too, says Joe. The league told him to ask a question tomorrow about the commissioner of police forbidding Irish games in the park. What do you think of that, citizen? The Sluagh na h-Eireann." (U12.57)

The distance from Kingstown to Holyhead was 64 miles, and the trip took 3 hrs. An express train then took passengers from Holyhead to London.
"Mr Cowe Conacre (Multifarnham. Nat.): Arising out of the question of my honourable friend, the member for Shillelagh, may I ask the right honourable gentleman whether the government has issued orders that these animals shall be slaughtered though no medical evidence is forthcoming as to their pathological condition?" (U12.860)
"Mr Allfours (Tamoshant. Con.): Honourable members are already in possession of the evidence produced before a committee of the whole house.I feel I cannot usefully add anything to that. The answer to the honourable member's question is in the affirmative.
Mr Orelli O'Reilly (Montenotte. Nat.):" (U12.865)
"Have similar orders been issued for the slaughter of human animals who dare to play Irish games in the Phoenix park?" (U12.869)
"Mr Allfours: The answer is in the negative.
Mr Cowe Conacre: Has the right honourable gentleman's famous Mitchelstown telegram inspired the policy of gentlemen on the Treasury bench? (O! O!)
Mr Allfours: I must have notice of that question.
Mr Staylewit (Buncombe. Ind.): Don't hesitate to shoot. (Ironical opposition cheers.)" (U12.872)
" The speaker: Order! Order! (The house rises. Cheers.)" (U12.879)
"— There's the man, says Joe, that made the Gaelic sports revival. There he is sitting there." (U12.880)
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