The Dublin Cattle Market, established in 1863 to replace an
older facility in nearby Smithfield, had open-air,
metal-railed pens set in concrete foundations to accommodate
several thousand cattle and many more thousands of sheep, with
walkways for buyers to view the stock before bidding. It was a
large and well-designed operation, making it possible for
animals from far-flung parts of Ireland to be brought to a
centralized market by railcar. Competitive bidding allowed
ranchers to get decent prices, and also established prices for
sales at fairs throughout Ireland, in the manner of a
commodities exchange. Export sales far outweighed purchases
for domestic slaughter. At its peak in the 1950s, according to
FarmIreland.ie, more than one million live animals (cattle,
sheep, and pigs) were annually exported from Dublin after
being bought at the weekly Wednesday morning sale. It was the
largest such market in Europe.
In Calypso Bloom thinks of "Those mornings
in the cattlemarket, the beasts lowing in their pens,
branded sheep, flop and fall of dung, the breeders in
hobnailed boots trudging through the litter,
slapping a palm on a ripemeated hindquarter, there's a prime
one, unpeeled switches in their hands." In Hades he
thinks that "Tomorrow is killing day," but
reflects that the cattle he is seeing in the streets are bound
for foreign markets. There was a slaughterhouse on the grounds
of the market, as he remembers in Lestrygonians: "Wretched
brutes there at the cattlemarket waiting for the poleaxe to
split their skulls open."
Ithaca notes that "during parts of the years
1893 and 1894" the Blooms were living in the City Arms Hotel because Bloom
was working as a clerk at the nearby cattle market. (The hotel
was also a popular choice for foreign buyers visiting the
market.) The narrator of Cyclops knows about Bloom's
job as a sales clerk ("he was up one time in a
knacker's yard. Walking about with his book and pencil"),
and about his dismissal ("Joe Cuffe gave him the order of the
boot for giving lip to a grazier"). Molly
thinks that this was one of four good jobs that her husband
has screwed up, and imagines that "he could have been
in Mr Cuffes still only for what he did then
sending me to try and patch it up I could have got him
promoted there to be the manager." Her appeal to reinstate her
husband was unsuccessful.
Calypso mentions, and Circe repeats,
Bloom's scheme to run "a tramline along the North
Circular from the cattlemarket to the quays" on the
River Liffey, and Ithaca describes the plan in great
detail. Bloom has thought about how track could be laid
alongside existing rail lines on the North Circular Road, how
the new line could link up with various railroad, shipping,
and storage facilities, how it could promote international
trade in Irish beef, and how the project could be funded.
Assuming that his calculations are practicable, the idea does
seem better than driving herds of cattle through the streets
of a metropolis—a practice which continued unabated until the
closing of the Dublin Cattle Market in 1973. Cattle and sheep
marched several abreast in lines that could be half a mile
long, with local drovers and dogs occasionally separating them
to let trams through.
The market itself was the product of innovative urban
planning. In "The Dublin Cattle Market," published in Dublin
Historical Record 55 (2002): 166-80, Liam Clare
observes that it was designed to replace "the small,
miserable, narrow, insanitary, unhealthy and exposed market
area at Smithfield, where tired cattle and footsore sheep were
cruelly forced through crowded streets; a spot where existing
salesmasters monopolised the public market space to the
exclusion of competition; a location requiring cattle for
export to be driven down the north quays to the docks. In
contrast, the new market would be spacious, paved, drained and
supplied with ample water. There would be free access for both
producers and salesmasters from Smithfield, subject to payment
of a small fee. Most of the cattle would arrive directly at
the market by rail from the most important grazing areas to
the west and north of the city, via the Midland Great Western
Railway Company's proposed railhead at the docks, or via the
Great Northern Railway. A proposed underground rail link, the
Phoenix Park tunnel, would carry stock from the south and
south-west. Only the cattle from the south-east would lack
convenient access to the new market. The animals, when sold
for export, would already be close to the embarkation point,
or they could be slaughtered at their proposed new abattoir,
clean and convenient, in contrast with the city's existing
objectionable slaughterhouses" (167).