A Sprig Of Shillalah
A FELLOW on the quay, thinking to quiz a poor Irishman, asked him,
How do the potatoes eat now, Pat? The Irish lad, who happened to have
a shillalah in his hand, answered, O! they eat very well, my jewel,
would you like to taste the stalk? and knocking the inquirer down,
coolly walked off.