The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1882-05-17
TaE DUBLIN AssAsslNATIoNs.


A diversity of opinions have found theil
way into print touching the reason why Of
the Dublin assassinations. What was the
underlying cause? What the railing motivei
are questions everywhere asked, and so far,
no satisfactory answers or explanations nave
been given. The severest analysis OF the
foul deed does not lead to the conclusion
that it was committed by the friends OF Ire
land On the contrary, exactly the opposite
determination Is inevitable. The friends OF
Ireland were rejoicing in view OF prellmi-
nary victories. The clouds were break
ing away. The iron hand of despot-
ism was relaxing its grasp; around
Ireland's horizon were pencilings of light
betokening the dawn of better day. Prison
bolts were being withdrawn, bastile doors
were swinging wide open, Irish prisoners
were stepping forth to freedom, and Irish
patriots were ready to sing:
''Dear Harp of my countryl in darkness found
The cold chain of silence had hung DER thee
When proudly. my own Island Harp. unbound
thee,
And gave all thy chords to light, freedom and
song"
Gladstone was Tetreating. He had heard
the protests of Christendom, the scathing
criticism of freemen. The eye of famine
cursed Ireland was regalning its brightness,
the sad heart of Ireland its lightness; hope
was reviving in the bosom of the evicted
storm-beaten tenant that his bowel would in
future be secure. Every cloud bore
bow of promise. At this supreme juncture
in Ireland's affairs bloody deed is COM
mitted and IrelaLd is shrouded in gloom.
No friend of iceland changed hope to despair.
II is foul blasphemy TO make the charge.
Lisiea, Irelands friends denounced
the assassination of Cayendish and Burke in
words of burning Indignation, from Indian
apolis to the ends of the earth. Ireland's
enemies committed the Dublin assassina-
tons 6ends whose purpose it was to rein
state coercion ami strike down Cancellation,
and when the hell-deser sing assassins are
caught the world will know that the crime
was not committed by Ireland's friends.
Bat aside from the motive influencing the
assassns, their crime teaches lesson which
it were we'll for Governments to study. For
centuries England has pursued policy to-
wards Ireland fruitful of every descriptions
human woes-degradaUion. robbery, starva-
ton, exile, death. The only wonder is that
crime has not prevailed to a more alarming
extent 1t is a wonder that Irish
men have not slain their OPP
pressors whenever opportunity offered.
Men still deplore the French Revolution.
Why Because it began in blood. But
look at France now. crowned with liberty
every man citizen instead of a subject;
dynasties crushed, thrones overturned, the
Church brought under the law. lands in the
hands of the toilers, the most prosperous
country in Europe. 1t Lao required hun
dred years for France to emancipate herself
from despotism; but the price she paid was
not too high. Oppression is the parent of
crime and while the world is shocked and
horrifed at the assassination OF Cavendish
nd Burk. the search for the reason why
must extend far back of The immediate
motive of their assassins. We re-
peat, il is matter of amazement
thar murder has not been more frequent in
the gloom of an hundred years England's
hand has been upon her throat and every
breath has been death-gurgle. Still, Ire
land has been IS free from crime as any
other country, and we could not if We would
place upon Ireland's brow brighter
shaplet in honor Of her heroism. IriShmen
have enG1red all things and hoped all
things They have prayed and protestedi
have fought against overwhelming odds,
and in defeat have still hoped for the day
when they could say:
Erin oh Erin thy winter is past,
And the hope that lived thro 1t shall blossom at
last"
The blooming season of hope was at hand.
The right was triumphing grandly. Sud
denly murder comes to the front and Ire
lands majestic step is arrested. Be it so for
the present. But Ireland will not give up
the struggle, and millions of Irishmen will
still shout to their oppressors:
God prosper the cause; oh, it can not but thrive,
While the pulse OF one patriot heart Is alive