Fun, laughter, jest, banter, attack, and repartee fly about in all directions, and the only sounds heard are those of light-hearted noise and enjoyment.
Perhaps if the cause of this were closely traced, it might be found to consist in a sense of shame, which Paddy good humoredly attempts to laugh away.

It is well known that the great body of the people pass through life, without ever tasting beef or mutton--a, circumstance which every one acquainted with the country knows to be true.

It is also a fact, that nineteen out of every twenty who go in to eat spoileen, are actuated more by curiosity than hunger, inasmuch as they consist of such persons as have never tasted it before.

This, therefore, being generally known, and each possessing latent consciousness of its truth, it is considered best to take the matter in good humor, and escape the shame of the thing, together with the poverty it implies, by turning it into ridicule and jest.

This indeed, is pretty evident, from the nature of the spoileen keeper's observations on being paid, which is usually--"Thank you, Barney; you may now considher yourself a gintleman;" or if a female--"Long life to you, Bridget; you may now go into high life any time." It is unnecessary to say, that on the day in question, the spoileen tents were crowded to suffocation.