Paddy. "Well, yer honour, countin' the rabbits, there is nine distinct spaycies o' birds!"
"THE FINEST PLEASANTRY IN THE WORLD"
[" ... the Court was in an uproar from the moment the magistrates took their seats.... Counsel for the Crown was rudely interrupted by the defendants ... much to the delight of the crowd.... After some particularly riotous scenes the police were called on to clear the court.... One of the defendants was supplied with meat and bread in court."—Globe.]
Counsel for the Crown. The prisoners are charged——
A Defendant. Charged a dale too much for their accommodation. Oi'd loike a bit o' lunch to go on wid. Oi havn't aten a morsel since last time.
[Loud cries of "Shame on the polis for shtarvin' of um!" "Shtick up for yer roights, avick!" "To h——wid the magisthrates!"
Chairman of the Bench. If these observations are repeated, I shall clear the court.
Second Defendant. Arrah thin, clear yer own muddy brain first!
Chairman (indignantly). Are these indecent interruptions to continue?