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! An Irish Patriot I
I Story For St. Patrick's I
Day. I
By NORA O'NEILL
There are two characters in Irisli his
tory who are the very antipodes of
each other. The one is St. Patrick,
whose memory is revered ami beloved
by Irishmen; the other Derniot, who is
looked upon with hatred and contempt.
Dermot was one of the early kings
.of those sections into which the Kiner
ald Isle was lonnerly cut up. The
prayer of the Tnr.;s. "Allah, prevent
Hie uniting of the Ba!'.::ius!" might
have been spoken by the Fnglish of
that far i way period with reference to
the Irish. There was constant warfare
between these Irish sovereigns, and
finally Ivrniot. wheii bard pressed by
his enemy, invited the Knglish to come
across the channel and help him.
The English, once having obtained a
foothold in Ireland, did not stop till
they had dominated the island. So.
while blessings are to this day show
ered upon St. Patrick, who converted
Ireland to Christianity, there is execra
tion, for Dermot, for that constant dis
content of the Irish people under Brit
ish rule dates from his giving Britons
the first opportunity.
During the reign of Charles I. of
England oneof these kings or rulers of
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what have si:ice become counties of
Ireland was beheaded by order of the
English king. He was called the
O'Donohue. the O being a prefix to the
name of the ruler to denote his sov
ereignty. His son, a boy of seven at
the time of his father's death, made
a vow that when he grew to manhood
lie would spend his life iu attempting
to drive the English from Ireland.
It might be expected that a resolu-
i tion formed at such an early age would
not be kept. A child of seven losing
' a father is not likely to remember him
KATHLEEN SEEMED BROKEN WITH GRIEF.
on coming to manhood. But little Tom
my O'Donohue grew up among the
strifes with his hereditary enemies,
and when he came of age he came also
to the leadership of his people, who
were oppressed by those enemies. He
was bound not only by the oath of his
childhood, but by the indignities and
exactions heaped upon his subjects, to
make an effort to get rid of the hated
stranger whom Dermot foisted upon
Ireland.
Before he was ready to strike a blow
he wooed and won the daughter of a
neighboring sovereign, the O'Grady.
Kathleen O'Grady worshiped her young
husband and sympathized with him in
bis resolution to rid the country of
their oppressors. But'it was hard for
her to consent that he should enter
upon so dangerous a struggle. Every
year the conquerors were obtaining a
stronger foothold both by conquest
and settlement. Since the father of
her husband had been executed Charles
I. had lost his own head, and Oliver
Cromwell, one of the world's greatest
fighters, had assumed the government.
Cromwell was of the Protestant faith
and spared no pains to plant it in Ire
land. To resist Cromwell was a more
difficult and dangerous undertaking for
the son than for the father to have re
sisted Charles I.
Nevertheless the young O'Donohue
had no sooner been married than he
formed an alliance with a neighboring
rulej and entered unon a rebellion
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against the English'. For a time they
were successful, and O'Donohue' s heart
was beating with high hope when sud
denly his colleague treacherously left
him in the lurch by making peace with
the enemy. This enabled the English
to turn all their forces against the
O'Donohue. and they administered to
him a crushing defeat.
The flight, the wanderings, the hid
ings, the constant escapes of the young
patriot, form one of the most romantic
episodes of Irish history. For a long
while he succeeded in concealing him
self from his pursuers, but at last was
captured in a starving condition.' Then
followed his trial for treason against
a power that had no right whatever in
Ireland, his conviction, and he was sen
tenced to the same fate his father had
met- to be beheaded.
The bride, who had ronsented that
her husband embark in so hazardous
an undertaking, was at fi st paralyzed
at the calamity that had befallen him
and her. But out of her despair came
a wonderful concentration of will pow
er that developed in cunning. While
there was life there was hope. She
determined to make a desperate effort
to save her husband.
Two things were necessary. She
must assist him to effect au escape,
and she must have the means at hand
to get him out of the country in case
he regained his liberty, for if he re
mained in Ireland he would be hunted
and doubtless captured as he had been
captured before. The latter part of
the plan must be attended to first.
France was in those days a refuge
for both English and Irish persons who
were hunted to be punished for trea
son, which meant usually an attempt
to throw off an oppressor. O'Donohue
was worshiped by his people, and his
young wife had no difficulty in finding
those who would provide a ship to take
him to the French coast. A vessel was
procured and stocd ready at the near
est practicable point to the jail where
the prisoner was confined.
Kathleen, having seen this arrange
ment perfe ted the day before her hus
band was to be executed, went to the
oflicer who had captured him and beg
ged that she might be permitted to
spend a shcrt time with the condemned
man that right, the last that he would
spend on earth. The conqueror could
not withstand the pleadings, the tears,
of a youn ,' and beautiful bride who
was about to be forever parted from
her bridegroom. He gave an order
that her request be granted.
After darkness had fallen Kathleen,
with her sister, was carried in a "chair"
to the prison, and both were admitted
to the prisoner's cell. They remained
with him half an hour, when they
emerged, the young wife leaning upon
and almost carried by her sister. Kath
leen seemed broken with grief. Her
sobs were heartrending as her sister
tried vainly to comfort her. The
guards coi:!d not but sympathize with
one who so soon to be bereaved had
just bidden farewell with the one she
loved. Tin women went to the chair
in which they had come and entered it
amid the sympathetic silence of their
observers.
Not far from the prison was a wood,
and as soon as the mourning party
were concealed in it the door of the
cabin was thrown open and the figure
that had a:"jeared to be Kathleen, but
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'.v. s really her husband, jumped out.
Ih 'ovyiu;; .TJi's woman's garments. A
horse stocd 'rer.dy. and. mounting it.
he dashed off into the forest.
Meanwhile nothing was suspected
at tlie jail. At the hour when the last
visit to the prisoner was made for the
night the jai:er went into his cell. The
man who was to die on the morrow
knelt beside his cot with his face bur
ied on it. The jailer, supposing him to
be engaged in prayer, waited awhile
till he should have finished." But the
prisoner showing no signs of bringing
his devotions to an end. the other ad
dressed hi:;i. asking him if there was
anything he could do for him.
The figure remained silent, his .face
still buried in the bedclothes.
Now, the O'Donohue was a tall man
and his wife a small woman. This
disparity in size h:id seemed sure to
block the plan adopted. To reduce his
height C'Donoh'.ie. in leaving the pris
on as Kathleen, had feigned to be so
paralyzed with grief as to be obliged
co cling rather than walk with the
v.is'.er. This enabled him to appear
shorter by bending his knees. But
Kathleen, who was desirous of con
cealing her identity in order to give
her husband time to get as far in his
flight as possible, had no means of
making herself larger than she was.
The jailer stood looking at the diminu
tive form and was puzzled. Then it
came ' over him that something was
wrong. He called again upon the pris
oner to speak, and. the latter still re
maining silent, he went to him and
lifted him from the cot. He saw at
once a woman's face and knew that
O'Donohue had gone out in his wife's
clothes.
The jailer was springing away to
give the alarm when Kathleen seized
him with a view to delaying him. But
she was no match in strength for him,
and, freeing himself from her grasp,
he rushed from the cell, and in a few
minutes men were hurrying to recap
ture the escaped man.
The O'Donohue had been furnished
with the fleetest horse that could be
obtained, and he knew every road by
path, bog and tangled forest in the re
gion. The pursuers, surmising that he
would make for the coast, followed In
his wake, but while he was helped by
those on the road they were retarded
by obstacles and thrown off their
course by incorrect information.
In the morning the ship in which the
O'Donohue was to sail was riding at
anchor in the offing, when he appeared
on a dune above the beach and waved
to them. In a jiffy a boat was sent
ashore, he. was taken aboard, the an
chor was raised, and. the wind filling
the sails, the vessel started on her voy
age to Franc e.
The wily Cromwell was much an
noyed at the escape. O'Donohue was
so well beloved in Ireland that the
protector knew he would be a constant
thorn in his side and dreaded lest the
young patriot should return and head
another rebellion. So the protector
sent Kathleen to France with a mes
sage to her husband, offering him a
pardon and the restoration of his es
tate if he would swear allegiance to
the English government. By this time
the O'Donohue had become convinced
that the cause of independent Ireland
was honeless and, yieldjn;: tothe SQ-
I licitations of the wife, who had saved
! his life, he consented. He therefore re
turned to his native island, with his
wife, where they enjoyed a life there
after of peace.
eart to Heart
Talks
By JAMES A. EDGERTON
A YOUNG PATRIOT.
Dear Mr. President Taft 1 am the little
boy who you waved at when you were In
M.-.rshail. Tex., and I waved back at you.
I m ver will forget how you looked. You
are the only president I have ever seen.
I am seven years old. I live with my
grandma. My ltttle mother went to heav
en when 1 was fifteen days old. I have
no brothers nor sisters. I would like to
get a letter from you written with your
own dear hand 1 hope that you will not
disappoint me. 1 know the names of all
the presidents and the year in which they
served our country With best wishes for
your future. 1 am sincerely yours.
GEORGE LANE CORELY.
Honey Grove. Tex.
The above touching letter was re
ceived by Mr. Taft at the White House
only a few weeks before he was sched
uled to leave office. Needless to say.
the lad had his wish, for he received
not only a letter written by the presi
dent's own hand, but an autographed
photo. The boy's letter will be kept
among the Taft mementos.
There is one thing iu the childish
missive that should be taken to heart
by every boy iu the land. Although
but seven, he knows the names of all
our presidents! and the years of their
inauguration. Probably he also knows
other things about them.
There con:. I be no more helpful or in
spiring study to any boy than that of
ti'.e lives of our presidents.
Iu nearly every case these presidents
were themselves poor boys who won
their way to our highest office by sheer
merit ability, honor, service to their
country. '
They were all good men. After the
clouds of partisan passion have clear
ed away we can see this. No country
in history ever had a line of executives
whose character was so uniformly
high and unblemished.
Moreover, some of them were very
great men.
Washington and Lincoln compare fa
vorably with the greatest figures of
any time or clime.
There are others of the second rank,
but little behind these Jefferson and
Jackson. Grant. Cleveland, McKinley
and others. Of those yet living there
is too much difference of opinion and
partisan heat for them now to be
given their true rank. But history will
assign them their places.
Of all the twenty-six who have held
this lofty post one thing can be said
that should give us infinite pride:
There has never been a stain on their
personal honor.
Their home lives have been clean.
They have been free from scandal.
If you would learn patriotism, if you
would discover the road to success,
study the lives of our presidents.
Pomp of English Mayors.
Considerable pomp attends the office
of mayor in English cities. Chichestei
arms its chief magistrate with a gold
mounted malacca cane of office, while
the mayor of Guildford carries the
stick presented to the borough by
her majesty Queen Elizabeth. At York
both the lord mayor and lady mayor
ess are equipped with the silver mount
ed oak staves which have marked theit
authority for centuries. Among the
official retainers of the mayor of Ripon
is the municipal horn blower.- who
every night at 9 o'clock gives three
blasts upon this aged musical instru
ment before the mayor's residence and
again at the marked cross. London
Standard.
. Our Universe of Stars.
The particular universe of - stars in
which we dwell is half again as large
in scale as the world has been suppos
ing. Our own sun is still youthful and
keeps traveling northwardly through
space at tin comparatively leisurely
pace of twelve utiles per second, or
only Iwo-thirds the average speed of
stars of its own class. The north star
is not really a single star, but triple,
consisting of three suns revolving
about a common center. These are
some of tin recent discoveries of the
Lick observatory, the famous graduate
astronomical department of the Uni
versity -fit California. San Francisco
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Something Wrong.
"What makes you think the new so
prano won't do? At first you said her
voice was good."
"I know I did. bet none of the other
sopranos seem to be jealous of her."
Louisville Courier-Journal.
" Two Turns.
When we are happy we seek those
we lo.e. In sorrow we turn to those
who love us. Cecil Raleigh.
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Poetry Defined.
George P. Morris, the author ol
"Woodman, Spare That Tree." was a
general of the New York militia and a
favorite with all who knew him. Mrs.
Sherwood in her reminiscences tella
how another poet associated the gener
al with a definition of poetry.
Once Fitz-Greene Halleck. the authot
of "JSarco Bozzaris," called upon her In
New York in his old age. and she asked
him to define for her what was poetry
and what was prose.
He replied: "When General Morris
commands his. brigade and says. 'Sol
diers, draw your swords!" be talks
prose. When he says 'Soldiers, draw
your willing swords!" he talks poetry."
The Quality of Mercy. j
A notorious mountain moonshiner,
familiarly known as Wild Bill, was'
tried before a federal court in Georgia
and was adjudged guilty. Before pro-
iioisuciug sentence the Judge lectured
the prisoner ou bis long criminal rec-j
ord and at last, informing him that the
court entertained uo feeling of anger
toward him. but felt only unmixed pity,'
sentenced him to spend six years in'
the federal prison at Atlanta.
Bill stolidly shifted the quid of tobac-j
co in his mouth and turned to leave the
courtroom with the marshal. Once out-,
side the only thing he said was this: 1
"Well. I suab am glad he wa'n't mad
at me!" j
Struck Her High Notes.
"Have you heard that prima donna
singV I understand she made her
manager shed tears as he listened.''
"She wasn't singing then. She was
telling him things about her salary ex
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