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they drove along Nassau street His Excellency drew the attention of his bowing
consort to the programme of music which was being discoursed in College park.
Unseen brazen highland laddies blared and drumthumped after the cortège :

                                   But though she’s a factory lass
                                   And wears no fancy clothes.
                                   Baraabum.
                                   Yet I’ve a sort of a
                                   Yorkshire relish for
                                   My little Yorkshire rose
                                   Baraabum.

       Thither of the wall the quartermile flat handicappers, M. C. Green,
H. Thrift, T. M. Patey, C. Scaife, J. B. Jeffs, G. N. Morphy, F. Stevenson,
C. Adderly, and W. C. Huggard started in pursuit. Striding past Finn’s hotel,
Cashel Boyle O’Connor Fitzmaurice Tisdall Farrell stared through a fierce
eyeglass across the carriages at the head of Mr M. E. Solomons in the window
of the Austro-Hungarian viceconsulate. Deep in Leinster street, by Trinity’s
postern, a loyal king’s man, Hornblower, touched his tallyho cap. As the glossy
horses pranced by Merrion square Master Patrick Aloysius Dignam, waiting,
saw salutes being given to the gent with the topper and raised also his new
black cap with fingers greased by porksteak paper. His collar too sprang up. The
viceroy, on his way to inaugurate the Mirus bazaar in aid of funds for Mercer’s
hospital, drove with his following towards Lower Mount street. He passed a
blind stripling Opposite Broadbent’s. In Lower Mount street a pedestrian in a
brown macintosh, eating dry bread, passed swiftly and unscathed across the
viceroy’s path. At the Royal Canal bridge, from his hoarding, Mr Eugene
Stratton, his blub lips agrin, bade all comers welcome to Pembroke township.
At Haddington road corner two sanded women halted themselves, an umbrella
and a bag in which eleven cockles rolled to view with wonder the lord mayor and
lady mayoress without his golden chain. On Northumberland and Landsdowne
roads His Excellency acknowledged punctually salutes from rare male walkers,
the salute of two small schoolboys at the garden gate of the house said to have
been admired by the late queen when visiting the Irish capital with her husband,
the prince consort, in I849 and the salute of Almidano Artifoni’s sturdy trousers
swallowed by a closing door.