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"Picture of him on the wall with his Smashall Sweeney's moustaches, the signior Brini from Summerhill, the eyetallyano, papal Zouave to the Holy Father, has left the quay and gone to Moss street. And who was he, tell us? A nobody, two pair back and passages, at seven shillings a week, and he covered with all kinds of breastplates bidding defiance to the world." (U12.1065)
The original 'Zouaves' were an infantry corps in the French army, created in Algeria in 1831, and formally recognised by a Royal decree in 1833. Their uniform was an 'oriental' dress with a fez, braided blue jackets with waistcoats, and voluminous red trousers. The name 'zouave' was later used for armies that imitated their attire. This PC shows Joseph Surratt as a papal zouave. |
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The Papal Zouaves ('Zuavi Pontifici') were a volunteer unit formed in 1860 by Lamoricière (shown here) to help protect the papal states, during Pope Pius IX's struggle against the Italian Risorgimento. They had to be young men, unmarried and Roman Catholic. They were of diverse origins, the Dutch being the largest group. They were disbanded in 1870. |
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The papal zouave uniform was grey with red trim, and did not include breastplates. |
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"and he covered with all kinds of breastplates" (U12.1069)
Breastplates, on the other hand, are part of the uniform of the Swiss Guards, a corps of papal bodyguards. Swiss Guards have to be Swiss, 19-30 year old, over 174cm (5'8) tall, unmarried, and Roman Catholic of irreproachable character. They complete rigorous entrance requirements and Swiss army training. The papal Swiss Guard tradition was instituted in the 1500s, making it the oldest, continually active military corps in history. In view of the citizenship requirement, signior Brini could not have been a Swiss Guard. |
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"One of the bottlenosed fraternity it was went by the name of James Wought alias Saphiro alias Spark and Spiro, put an ad in the papers saying he'd give a passage to Canada for twenty bob. What? Do you see any green in the white of my eye? Course it was a bloody barney." (U12.1086) |
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"- Who tried the case? says Joe.
- Recorder, says Ned. - Poor old sir Frederick, says Alf, you can cod him up to the two eyes. - Heart as big as a lion, says Ned. Tell him a tale of woe about arrears of rent and a sick wife and a squad of kids and, faith, he'll dissolve in tears on the bench." (U12.1094) |
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"- A dishonoured wife, says the citizen, that's what's the cause of all our misfortunes.
- And here she is, says Alf, that was giggling over the Police Gazette with Terry on the counter, in all her warpaint." (U12.1163) The Police Gazette was a weekly New York magazine that began publication in 1846. It was taken over in 1874 by Richard Kyle Fox, an emigrate to America in 1874 from Belfast. Fox made the Police Gazette an extremely successful 'sensationalist' publication. |
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"And what was it only one of the smutty yankee pictures Terry borrows off of Corny Kelleher. Secrets for enlarging your private parts." (U12.1168)
Richard Fox was prejudiced and bigotted: he disliked Blacks, Jews and Chinese, foreigners in general, clergymen, the upper class, politicians etc. The Police Gazette reported (with illustrations) on all sorts of scandals and petty crimes, as well as sports and theater. He introduced many innovations in journalism: the concept of the illustrated paper, the sports page, the gossip column, and the 'centerfold' (there was a 'Favorite of the Footlights' in many issues). His contributions to sports were significant: he made boxing popular, but also respectable and legal. The Police Gazette was immensely popular. Fox died in 1922, a multimillionaire. By that time the tabloids had started, photography had been introduced into magazines, and the Police Gazette was in decline for many years. |
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"Misconduct of society belle. Norman W. Tupper, wealthy Chicago contractor, finds pretty but faithless wife in lap of officer Taylor. Belle in her bloomers misconducting herself, and her fancyman feeling for her tickles and Norman W. Tupper bouncing in with his peashooter just in time to be late after she doing the trick of the loop with officer Taylor." (U12.1170)
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"- Well, says the citizen, what's the latest from the scene of action? What did those tinkers in the city hall at their caucus meeting decide about the Irish language?" (U12.1180) |
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"O'Nolan, clad in shining armour, low bending made obeisance to the puissant and high and mighty chief of all Erin and did him to wit of that which had befallen, how that the grave elders of the most obedient city, second of the realm" (U12.1183)
This PC shows the Coat of Arms of the City of Dublin which was first granted officially to the municipal authority, Dublin City Assembly, in 1607. It includes the ancient device of the three castles, which has been the symbol of the city since the Middle Ages. It also includes the motto of the city in Latin: Obedientia Civium Urbis Felicitas = The Obedience of the Citizen is the Happiness of the City. |
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"- What's up with you, says I to Lenehan. You look like a fellow that had lost a bob and found a tanner.
- Gold cup, says he. - Who won, Mr Lenehan? says Terry. - Throwaway, says he, at twenty to one. A rank outsider. And the rest nowhere. - And Bass's mare? says Terry. - Still running, says he. We're all in a cart. Boylan plunged two quid on my tip Sceptre for himself and a lady friend. - I had half a crown myself, says Terry, on Zinfandel that Mr Flynn gave me. Lord Howard de Walden's." (U12.1215) |
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"- Twenty to one, says Lenehan. Such is life in an outhouse. Throwaway, says he. Takes the biscuit," (U12.1219)
(Image courtesy of the James Joyce Museum) |
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"So he went over to the biscuit tin Bob Doran left to see if there was anything he could lift on the nod, the old cur after him backing his luck with his mangy snout up. Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard.
- Not there, my child, says he. - Keep your pecker up, says Joe. She'd have won the money only for the other dog. " (U12.1229) |
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"And J.J. and the citizen arguing about law and history with Bloom sticking in an odd word.
- Some people, says Bloom, can see the mote in others' eyes but they can't see the beam in their own. - Raimeis, says the citizen. There's no-one as blind as the fellow that won't see, if you know what that means." (U12.1235) |