‘Set out at two o’clock for Tipperary . . . Soon after I had the misfortune to find myself in a Crashing Machine, for, crash went the front spring of the crazy depository in which I was journeying, and, having extricated myself by a judicious leap-out from the ill-fated vehicle, I perambulated ankle-deep to the aforesaid Bruff, when, then and there arriving, I found the parlour of the Inn