Sub-lime!—This is how "business" is transacted by some of the Youghal Town Commissioners. The question was—who should supply them with lime!
Mr. Kennedy. I propose that thirty-nine barrels be bought and paid for.
Mr. Loughlan. I propose that he supply the lime at 1s. per barrel.
Mr. Long (warmly). I say the Board can't do anything of the kind.
Mr. Loughlan. You'll get choked if you don't keep cool (laughter).
Mr. Long (excitedly). Take care of your windpipe (laughter). I suppose he gave you a few good lumps of lime (loud laughter).
Mr. Loughlan (jumping up excitedly). Now that is a gross insult.
The Chairman. Order, order, gentlemen.
Then Youghal's worried chairman raised a cry of "Order!"—when
A lump of old white limestone took him in the abdomen;
And he smiled a wan official smile and walked out at the door,
And the tongues of Long and Loughlan interested him no more.