"Still I got to know that young Dixon who dressed that sting for me in the Mater and now he's in Holles street where Mrs Purefoy." (U8.429)
"Police whistle in my ears still. All skedaddled. Why he fixed on me. Give me in charge. Right here it began." (U8.431)
"- Up the Boers!" (U8.434)
There were many Irish troops fighting for the British army in the Boer war. This SV shows the Royal Munster Fusiliers at the battle of Honey Nest Kloof, 1900.
On the other hand, many Irish nationalists sympathised with the Boers, viewing them to be a people oppressed by British imperialism, much like themselves. Irish miners already in the Transvaal at the start of the war formed the nucleus of two Irish commandos. In addition, small groups of Irish volunteers went to South Africa to fight with the Boers. This SV shows the pro-Boer Irish Brigade in 1900.
"- Three cheers for De Wet!" (U8.435)
Christiaan Rudolf de Wet (1854 - 1922) was a Boer general, rebel leader and politician. Born in the Orange Free State, he played an important role in the second Boer war (1899 - 1902). He was a commandant then a general in the early battles of Natal (1899), and rose to prominence at Sanna's Post and Reddersburg. He came to be regarded as the most formidable Boer leader of guerrilla warfare, in turn severely handled by the British, narrowly escaping, then striking and annihilating isolated British posts. De Wet wrote an account of his campaigns, titled in English 'Three Years War' (1902).
"- We'll hang Joe Chamberlain on a sourapple tree. Silly billies: mob of young cubs yelling their guts out." (U8.436)
A period caricature of Chamberlain.
"Vinegar hill. The Butter exchange band. Few years' time half of them magistrates and civil servants." (U8.437)
"War comes on: into the army helterskelter: same fellows used to. Whether on the scaffold high." (U8.439)
"Never know who you're talking to. Corny Kelleher he has Harvey Duff in his eye. Like that Peter or Denis or James Carey that blew the gaff on the invincibles. Member of the corporation too." (U8.441)
"Egging raw youths on to get in the know all the time drawing secret service pay from the castle." (U8.443)
"Drop him like a hot potato. Why those plain clothes men are always courting slaveys. Easily twig a man used to uniform. Squarepushing up against a backdoor. Maul her a bit. Then the next thing on the menu." (U8.444)
"And who is the gentleman does be visiting there? Was the young master saying anything? Peeping Tom through the keyhole. Decoy duck." (U8.447)
"Hotblooded young student fooling round her fat arms ironing. Are those yours, Mary?
- I don't wear such things... Stop or I'll tell the missus on you. Out half the night.
- There are great times coming, Mary. Wait till you see.
- Ah, get along with your great times coming.
Barmaids too. Tobacco shopgirls. " (U8.449)
"James Stephens' idea was the best. He knew them. Circles of ten so that a fellow couldn't round on more than his own ring. Sinn Fein. Back out you get the knife. Hidden hand. Stay in, the firing squad. Turnkey's daughter got him out of Richmond, off from Lusk. Putting up in the Buckingham Palace hotel under their very noses." (U8.457)
"Show us over those apricots, meaning peaches. The not far distant day. Home Rule sun rising up in the northwest." (U8.472)