Irish Vaccination.—Professor Gamgee says that, owing to the vagrant cur nuisance, "Hydrophobia in man is increasing in Ireland." This fact is one which homœopathy may suggest some reason for not altogether deploring. The canine virus and the vaccine may be somewhat analogous; and, if like cures like, many a happy cure may be effected by a mad dog biting a rabid Irishman.
Irishman (whose mate has just fallen overboard with the bucket while swabbing decks). "Plaze, captin, do ye rimimber that Scotchie ye tuk aboard the same toime as ye did me? I mane him wot had the lot o' good character papers, an' me that niver had a blissid wan?" Captain. "Well?" Irishman. "Well—he's off wid yer pail!">[
"Just make it a couple of shillings, captain dear!"—"No!" "Eighteenpence then, major!"—"No!"
"Och thin, colonel darling, just threppence for a glass o' whiskey!"—"No, I tell you!"
"Git out wid ye thin, ye boa conshthructor, sure an' I know'd ye all the toime!"
[N.B.—The fare is the head of an eminent firm of furriers in Kilconan Street, and cultivates a martial appearance