Encounter With A Fishwoman
There was a fishwoman in Cork who was more than a match for the whole
fraternity of her order. She could only be matched by Mrs. Scutcheen, of
Patrick-street, Dublin--the lady who used to boast of her bag of
farthin's, and regale herself before each encounter with a pennorth of
the droppin's o' the cock. Curran was passing the quay at Cork where
this virago held forth, when, stopping to listen to her, he was
requested to go on ou' that. Hesitating to retreat as quick as the
lady wished, she opened a broadside upon Curran, who returned fire with
such effect as to bring forth the applause of the surrounding
sisterhood. She was vanquished for the first time, though she had been
thirty years on the stones o' the quay.