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J. J. O’Molloy, smiling palely, took up the gage.
—My dear Myles, he said, flinging his cigarette aside,
you put a false construction on my words. I hold no brief,
as at present advised, for the third profession qua
profession but your Cork legs are running away with you.
Why not bring in Henry Grattan and Flood and
Demosthenes and Edmund Burke? Ignatius Gallaher we all
know and his Chapelizod boss, Harmsworth of the
farthing press, and his American cousin of the Bowery
guttersheet not to mention Paddy Kelly’s Budget, Pue’s
Occurrences and our watchful friend The Skibbereen Eagle.
Why bring in a master of forensic eloquence like
Whiteside? Sufficient for the day is the newspaper thereof.

LINKS WITH BYGONE DAYS OF
YORE

—Grattan and Flood wrote for this very paper, the
editor cried in his face. Irish volunteers. Where are you
now? Established 1763. Dr Lucas. Who have you now like
John Philpot Curran? Psha!
—Well, J. J. O’Molloy said, Bushe K.C., for example.

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