I don’t know even the Mulligan’s town residence. One…
““I don’t know even the Mulligan’s town residence. One night, as he bade us adieu in Oxford Street, — ”I live THERE,” says he, pointing down towards Oxbridge, with the big stick he carries — so his abode is in that direction at any rate. He has his letters addressed to several of his friends’ houses, and his parcels, &c. are left for him at various taverns which he frequents. That pair of checked trousers, in which you see him attired, he did me the favor of ordering from my own tailor, who is quite as anxious as anybody to know the address of the wearer. In like manner my hatter asked me, “Oo was the Hirish gent as ‘ad ordered four ‘ats and a sable boar to be sent to my lodgings?””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
A humorous description of a man’s confusing address habits, highlighting social quirks and miscommunication.
In simple terms: Man’s address is a puzzle.
Observe how miscommunication creates humor.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- travel
- mail delivery
- social gatherings
- personal introductions
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- Why do we rely on precise addresses?
- What does this say about social identity?
Complexity can obscure simple facts.