father who was laid up； knew by the style it was the lord and lady lieutenant but she couldn't see what Her Excellency had on because the tram and Spring's big yellow furniture van had to stop in front of her on account of its being the lord lieutenant。 Beyond Lundy Foot's from the shaded door of Kavanagh's winerooms John Wyse Nolan smiled with unseen coldness towards the lord lieutenantgeneral and general governor of Ireland。 The Right Honourable William Humble； earl of Dudley； G。 C。 V。 O。； passed Micky Anderson's all times ticking watches and Henry and James's wax smartsuited freshcheeked models； the gentleman Henry； dernier cri James。 Over against Dame gate Tom Rochford and Nosey Flynn watched the approach of the cavalcade。 Tom Rochford； seeing the eyes of lady Dudley on him； took his thumbs quickly out of the pockets of his claret waistcoat and doffed his cap to her。 A charming soubrette； great Marie Kendall； with dauby cheeks and lifted skirt； smiled daubily from her poster upon William Humble； earl of Dudley； and upon lieutenantcolonel H。 G。 Hesseltine and also upon the honourable Gerald Ward A。 D。 C。 From the window of the D。 B。 C。 Buck Mulligan gaily； and Haines gravely； gazed down on the viceregal equipage over the shoulders of eager guests； whose mass of forms darkened the chessboard whereon John Howard Parnell looked intently。 In Fownes's street； Dilly Dedalus； straining her sight upward from Chardenal's first French primer； saw sunshades spanned and wheelspokes spinning in the glare John Henry Menton； filling the doorway of mercial Buildings； stared from winebig oyster eyes； holding a fat gold hunter watch not looked at in his fat left hand not feeling it。 Where the foreleg of King Billy's horse pawed the air Mrs Breen plucked her hastening husband back from under the hoofs of the outriders。 She shouted in his ear the tidings。 Understanding； he shifted his tomes to his left breast and saluted the second carriage。 The honourable Gerald Ward A。 D。 C。； agreeably surprised； made haste to reply。 At Ponsonby's corner a jaded white flagon H。 halted and four tallhatted white flagons halted behind him； E。 L。 Y。'S。； while outriders pranced past and carriages。 Opposite Pigott's music warerooms Mr Denis J。 Maginni professor of dancing &c； gaily apparelled； gravely walked； outpassed by a viceroy and unobserved。 By the provost's wall came jauntily Blazes Boylan； stepping in tan shoes and socks with skyblue clocks to the refrain of My girl's a Yorkshire girl。
Blazes Boylan presented to the leaders' skyblue frontlets and high action a skyblue tie； a widebrimmed straw hat at a rakish angle and a suit of indigo serge。 His hands in his jacket pockets forgot to salute but he offered to the three ladies the bold admiration of his eyes and the red flower between his lips。 As 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 cortége：
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 E。 M。 Solomons in the window of the Austro…Hungarian viceconsulate。 Deep in Leinster street； by Trinity's postern； a loyal king's man； Horn…blower； 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 ers wele 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 1849； and the salute of Almidano Artifoni's sturdy trousers swallowed by a closing door。
Sirens
BRONZE BY GOLD HEARD THE HOOFIRONS； STEELYRINING IMPERthnthn thnthnthn。
Chips； picking chips off rocky thumbnail； chips。 Horrid！ And gold flushed more。
A husky fifenote blew。
Blew。 Blue bloom is on the
Gold pinnacled hair。
A jumping rose on satiny breasts of satin； rose of Castille。
Trilling； trilling： I dolores。
Peep！ Who's in the。。。 peepofgold？
Tink cried to bronze in pity。
And a call； pure； long and throbbing。 Longindying call。
Decoy。 Soft word。 But look！ The bright stars fade。 O rose！ Notes chirruping answer。 Castille。 The morn is breaking。
Jingle jingle jaunted jingling。
Coin rang。 Clock clacked。
Avowal。 Sonnez。 I could。 Rebound of garter。 Not leave thee。 Smack。 La cloche！ Thigh smack。 Avowal。 Warm。 Sweetheart； goodbye！
Jingle。 Bloo。
Boomed crashing chords。 When love absorbs。 War！ War！ The tympanum。
A sail！ A veil awave upon the waves。
Lost。 Throstle fluted。 All is lost now。
Horn。 Hawhorn。
When first he saw。 Alas！
Full tup。 Full throb。
Warbling。 Ah； lure！ Alluring。
Martha！ e！
Clapclop。 Clipclap。 Clappyclap。
Goodgod henev erheard inall。
Deaf bald Pat brought pad knife took up。
A moonlight nightcall： far： far。
I feel so sad。 P。 S。 So lonely blooming。
Listen！
The spiked and winding cold seahorn。 Have you the？ Each and for other plash and silent roar。
Pearls： when she。 Liszt's rhapsodies。 Hissss。
You don't？
Did not： no； no： believe： Lidlyd。 With a cock with a carra。
Black。
Deepsounding。 Do； Ben； do。
Wait while you wait。 Hee hee。 Wait while you hee。
But wait！
Low in dark middle earth。 Embedded ore。
Naminedamine。 All gone。 All fallen。
Tiny； her tremulous fernfoils of maidenhair。
Amen！ He gnashed in fury。
Fro。 To； fro。 A baton cool protruding。
Bronzelydia by Minagold。
By bronze； by gold； in oceangreen of shadow。 Bloom。 Old Bloom。
One rapped； one tapped with a carra； with a cock。
Pray for him！ Pray； good people！
His gouty fingers nakkering。
Big Benaben。 Big Benben。
rose Castille of summer left bloom I feel so sad alone。 Pwee！ Little wind piped wee。
True men。 Lid Ker Cow De and Doll。 Ay； ay。 Like you men。 Will lift your tschink with tschunk。
Fff！ Oo！
Where bronze from anear？ Where gold from afar？ Where hoofs？
Rrrpr。 Kraa。 Kraandl。
Then； not till then。 My eppripfftaph。 Be pfrwritt。
Done。
Begin！
Bronze by gold； Miss Douce's head by Miss Kennedy's head； over the crossblind of the Ormond bar heard the viceregal hoofs go by； ringing steel。
Is that her？ asked Miss Kennedy。
Miss Douce said yes； sitting with his ex； pearl grey and eau de Nil。
Exquisite contrast； Miss Kennedy said。
When all agog Miss Douce said eagerly：
Look at the fellow in the tall silk。
Who？ Where？ gold asked more eagerly。
In the second carriage； Miss Douce's wet lips said； laughing in the sun。 He's looking。 Mind till I see。
She darted； bronze； to the backmost corner； flattening her face against the pane in a halo of hurried breath。
Her wet lips tittered：
He's killed looking back。
She laughed：
O wept！ Aren't men frightful idiots？
With sadness。
Miss Kennedy sauntered sadly from bright light； twining a loose hair behind an ear。 Sauntering sadly； gold no more； she twisted twined a hair。 Sadly she twined in sauntering gold hair behind a curving ear。
It's them has the fine times； sadly then she said。
A man。
Bloowho went by by Moulang's pipes； bearing in his breast the sweets of sin； by Wine's antiques in memory bearing sweet sinful words； by Carroll's dusky battered plate； for Raoul。
The boots to them； them in the bar； them barmaids came。 For them unheeding him he banged on the counter his tray of chattering china。 And
There's your teas； he said。
Miss Kennedy with manners transposed the teatray down to an upturned lithia crate； safe from eyes； low。
What is it？ loud boots unmannerly asked。
Find out； Miss Douce retorted； leaving her spyingpoint。
Your beau； is it？
A haughty bronze replied：
I'll plain to Mrs de Massey on you if I hear any more of your impertinent insolence。
I mperthnthn thnthnthn； bootsnout sniffed rudely； as he retreated as she threatened as he had e。
Bloom。
On her flower frowning Miss Douce said：
Most aggravating that young brat is。 If he doesn't conduct himself I'll wring his ear for him a yard long。
Ladylike in exquisite contrast。
Take no notice； Miss Kennedy rejoined。
She poured in a teacup tea； then back in the teapot tea。 They cowered under their reef of counter； waiting on footstools； crates upturned； waiting for their teas to draw。 They pawed their blouses； both of black satin； two and nine a yard； waiting for their teas to draw； and two and seven。
Yes； bronze from anear； by gold from afar； heard steel from anear； hoofs ring from afar； and heard steelhoofs ringhoof ringsteel。
Am I awfully sunburnt？
Miss Bronze unbloused her neck。
No； said Miss Kennedy。 It gets brown after。 Did you try the borax with the cherry laurel water？
Miss Douce halfstood to see her skin askance in the barmirror gildedlettered where hock and claret glasses shimmered and in their midst a shell。
And leave it to my hands； she said。
Try it with the glycerine； Miss Kennedy advised。
Bidding her neck and hands adieu Miss Douce
Those things only bring out a rash； replied； reseated。