The next, whose Fate drew on, was Sir James Desmond, who, on the Fourth of August in the above mentioned Year, having made an Inroad upon Muskerry, and taken a great Booty from Sir Cormac Mac Teige, Sheriff of Cork; the said Sheriff making Head against him, recover’d the Booty, wounded Sir James mortally, and took him Prisoner.

Blackguardly barneys called boxing competitions.

‘New chum?’ queried the barman, after serving him. ‘I suppose I am,’ replied Jim. ‘Look here, would you mind telling me what in the devil′s name a new chum is?' ‘A new chum is a man fresh from home.’ ‘From England?' ‘Scotland, Ireland, anywhere else, if he′s green and inexperienced. Miners from the Californian fields don′t rank as new chums.’ 'And how am I known as a new chum?’ The barman grinned. ‘That′ll tell on you all over the place,’ he said, indicating the bag. ‘That′s a true new chum′s bundle. No Australian would expatriate himself by carrying his goods in that fashion. He makes them up in a roll, straps them, and carries them in a sling on his back. His bundle is then a swag. The swag is the Australian′s national badge.’

The banging of the hammers could be heard from several streets away.