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Ulysses

bumboat and put to sea to recover the main of America.
Which was the occasion, says Mr Vincent, of the
composing by a boatswain of that rollicking chanty:

—Pope Peter’s but a pissabed.
A man’s a man for a’ that.

Our worthy acquaintance Mr Malachi Mulligan now
appeared in the doorway as the students were finishing
their apologue accompanied with a friend whom he had
just rencountered, a young gentleman, his name Alec
Bannon, who had late come to town, it being his
intention to buy a colour or a cornetcy in the fencibles
and list for the wars. Mr Mulligan was civil enough to
express some relish of it all the more as it jumped with a

project of his own for the cure of the very evil that had
been touched on. Whereat he handed round to the
company a set of pasteboard cards which he had had
printed that day at Mr Quinnell’s bearing a legend printed
in fair italics: Mr Malachi Mulligan. Fertiliser and Incubator.
Lambay Island. His project, as he went on to expound, was
to withdraw from the round of idle pleasures such as form
the chief business of sir Fopling Popinjay and sir Milksop
Quidnunc in town and to devote himself to the noblest
task for which our bodily organism has been framed. Well,

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