Hold your jaw, woman! I've had enough to vex me to-day without you startin' your tantrums. You're jealous of the grave. That's wot's the matter with you. And her brats can insult me as they like - me that 'as cared for you these five years.

My tin canteen cup was too hot to touch. I held it in gloved hands, blowing steam from the coffee and watching the sun rise over the fields beyond the fence.

Like Quijada de Reayo before him, Zapata also insists that the jouster wear full legharness which, he says, ‘is fitting and proper so as not to hit the tilt or counter-tilt with your feet and break them and so as to enter safely amidst the kicks of other horses’.[…]It is common on German-made armours of the period for the cuisses on both legs to break down so that the legharness could be used for different functions, be it war, the joust, the tourney or foot combat.

Bouctouche is proud of its native son and today honours K.C. Irving in many ways, including a statue-monument, a park, an arboretum, and an ecocentre.