"Must look up that ad in the national library. An eightpenny in the Burton. Better. On my way.
He walked on past Bolton's Westmoreland house." (U8.369)
The National Library has an extensive collection of newspapers.
"Tea. Tea. Tea. I forgot to tap Tom Kernan.
Sss. Dth, dth, dth! Three days imagine groaning on a bed with a vinegared handkerchief round her forehead, her belly swollen out. Phew! Dreadful simply! Child's head too big: forceps. Doubled up inside her trying to butt its way out blindly, groping for the way out. Kill me that would. Lucky Molly got over hers lightly. They ought to invent something to stop that. Life with hard labour." (U8.371)
"Twilight sleep idea: queen Victoria was given that. Nine she had. A good layer." (U8.378)
Queen Victoria (here as one of them mots) indeed had 9 children. In 1848, Prince Albert and the Queen expressed interest in anesthesia during the Queen's deliveries. By then, they had #6 children. Anesthesia had just been introduced in England, and was being pioneered by Dr. John Snow (1813 - 1858), using ether and chloroform. The 3 royal physicians, led by Dr. Charles Locock, had major reservations about its use. They conferred with Dr. Snow, yet no anesthetic was administered in 1850 for #7 (Arthur, Duke of Connaught). Such reservations were lifted in 1853 for #8 (Prince Leopold), and Dr. Snow gave the Queen chloroform using an open-drop method, uneventfully. This added immense credibility to the procedure, and the social elite in London soon followed the Queen's lead. In 1857, Dr. Snow again provided chloroform when #9 (Princess Beatrice) was born. During his career, Dr. John anesthetized 77 obstetric patients using chloroform.
"Old woman that lived in a shoe she had so many children. Suppose he was consumptive. Time someone thought about it instead of gassing about the what was it pensive bosom of the silver effulgence. Flapdoodle to feed fools on." (U8.379)
"They could easily have big establishments, whole thing quite painless, out of all the taxes give every child born five quid at compound interest up to twentyone, five per cent is a hundred shillings and five tiresome pounds, multiply by twenty decimal system, encourage people to put by money save hundred and ten and a bit twentyone years want to work it out on paper come to a tidy sum, more than you think." (U8.382)
"Not stillborn of course. They are not even registered. Trouble for nothing." (U8.389)
"Funny sight two of them together, their bellies out. Molly and Mrs Moisel. Mothers' meeting. Phthisis retires for the time being, then returns. How flat they look all of a sudden after. Peaceful eyes. Weight off their mind.." (U8.391)
"Old Mrs Thornton was a jolly old soul. All my babies, she said. The spoon of pap in her mouth before she fed them. O, that's nyumnyum. Got her hand crushed by old Tom Wall's son. His first bow to the public. Head like a prize pumpkin. Snuffy Dr Murren." (U3.394)
"People knocking them up at all hours. For God' sake, doctor. Wife in her throes." (U8.397)
"Then keep them waiting months for their fee. To attendance on your wife. No gratitude in people. Humane doctors, most of them." (U8.398)
"Before the huge high door of the Irish house of parliament a flock of pigeons flew." (U8.401)
In 1904, the Irish House(s) of Parliament had long become the Bank of Ireland. Built 1729 - 1739, it was the seat of both chambers (Lords and Commons) of the Irish parliament of the Kingdom of Ireland in the 18c. This PC reads: "Bank of Ireland, Dublin - The old Irish Parliamentary Houses. Completed 1739. East front added 1785. Statues represent Hibernia, Commerce, and Fidelity."
In 1800, the Irish Parliament was abolished by the Act of Union whereby a 'United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland' was created, with its seat in Westminster. The Irish House of Parliament building was then used for various purposes, including a militant garrison and an art gallery. In 1803, the fledgling Bank of Ireland bought it from the British government for £40,000. It is seen in this PC illuminated for the Royal Visit of 1903.
"Their little frolic after meals. Who will we do it on?" (U8.401)
" I pick the fellow in black. Here goes. Here's good luck. Must be thrilling from the air." (U8.402)
"Apjohn, myself and Owen Goldberg up in the trees near Goose green playing the monkeys." (U8.404)
"Mackerel they called me." (U8.405)