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Updated: June 9, 2025
Slavery speeches are all Bunkum; so are reform speeches, too. Do you think them fellers that keep up such an everlastin' gab about representation, care one cent about the extension of franchise? Why no, not they; it's only to secure their seats to gull their constituents, to get a name. Do you think them goneys that make such a touss about the Arms' Bill, care about the Irish?
I said, "pray, what is that?" "Did you never hear of Bunkum?" "No, never." "Why, you don't mean to say you don't know what that is?" "I do not indeed." "Not Bunkum? Why, there is more of it to Nova Scotia every winter, than would paper every room in Government House, and then curl the hair of every gall in the town. Not heer of Bunkum? why how you talk!" "No, never." "Well, if that don't pass!
They have swallered all I gave 'em, and now would eat me up without salt, if they could. Oh, that I could hark back! there is no satisfyin' a movement party. What did all their fine speeches end in at last? Bunkum; damn the thing but Bunkum. "But that aint the wust of it, nother. Bunkum, like lyin', is plaguy apt to make a man believe his own bams at last.
Is Kensington a nice place to live in? Where is your son being educated and your daughter? Now please tell me, what do you pay for your cigars? By the way, is Sir Joseph a baronet or only a knight? Often it seemed that we learnt more from trivial questions of this kind than from more direct ones. "I accepted my peerage," said Lord Bunkum, "because my wife wished it."
The Ramsays, overwhelmed with amazement at such a palpable insinuation, turned wrathfully red. "Why, we've told you! Clive guessed!" gasped Merle. "Bunkum!" "How could he?" "Very convenient guessing, I'm sure!" "It's no use telling us such utter fibs!" "They're not fibs! How dare you say so!" flamed Merle. "It's the absolute truth!" endorsed Mavis. "Do you stick to that?" "Of course we do."
Tchut Tchut Theer ban't no God that's what's the matter!" "Billy! How can you?" "She'm gwaine to marry t'other, arter all! From her awn lips I've heard it! That's what I get for being a church member from the womb! That's my reward! God, indeed! Be them the ways o' a plain-dealin' God, who knaws what's doin' in human hearts? No fay! Bunkum an' rot!
From telling 'em so often, he forgets whether he grow'd 'em or dreamt 'em, and so he stands' right up on end, kisses the book, and swears to 'em, as positive as the Irishman did to the gun, which he said he know'd ever since it was a pistol. Now, that's Bunkum.
Another word describing a certain kind of speaking, and which also comes from the name of a place, is bunkum. When a person tells a story which we feel sure is not true, or tells a long tale to excuse himself from doing something, we often say it is all "bunkum."
"Will it really happen, Uncle Mathew?" she asked in an awe-struck voice when she first heard this. "It's all bunkum if you ask me," said her uncle. "And it's had a hardening effect on your aunts who were kind women once, but they're completely in the hands of the blackguard who runs their chapel, poor innocents. I'd wring his neck if I caught him."
"'Remember, old man, you must keep on the stiff, it's as necessary to success as it was to believe the old Constitution frigate could whip anything afloat. It was the General who spoke to the ghost of Bunkum, who, having risen from the grave, stood before him, moody and despairing. In ecstasy he grasped the hand of the cold figure cried out that his soul's love was with him.
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