Chapter 18: Some Gossip About Chapelizod

Some Gossip About Chapelizod Ghosts in Chapelizod, my good sir! “Why who knows not so?” A place that is itself a shadow of things past, the living spectre of old times. Chapelizod is all a ghost. If anyone desires to see a suburban village of the once proud city of Dublin reduced to a marrowless skeleton, without a single speculation in its eye by which it can ever hope to rise again, let him go to Chapelizod. Dead walls; dead trees overhanging them; dead lights instead of windows in the hous…