The Uncrowned Queen of Ireland

Well I let her bawl away, to her heart’s content Kitty O’Shea and the rest of it until she called that lady a name that I won’t sully this Christmas board nor your ears, ma’am, nor my lips by repeating. He paused. Mr. Dedalus, lifting his head from the bone, asked:And what did you do, John? Do! said Mr. Casey. She stuck her ugly old face up at me when she said it and I had … [Read more...] about The Uncrowned Queen Of Ireland