The fife, the penny whistle, and the concertina are equally purveyors of bad music in Dublin streets, but the Scotch bagpipes, employed unprofessionally to head a marching column of young men, is carrying the matter a little too far. During this past month, this new nuisance has developed so prodigiously, that I have heard the strains at least a dozen of times. The oldest airs are, of course, the most popular, and 'Home, sweet Home', is first favourite. The sentiment of this old song, I shall ever admire; and when I hear it 'horsed wildly' on the Scotch bagpipes, I find cause to regret that an instrument which so feelingly displays its love for home, should ever have been induced to leave it.
'Pickles', The Irish Times, 18 October 1879, p. 4.
'Pickles', The Irish Times, 18 October 1879, p. 4.
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