The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1888-01-22
PICTURES FROM IRELAND.
n VISIT TO THE UNDER sEORETARY
IN DUBLLN ASTJ


VISIT TO THE UNDER sEORETARX
IN DUBLIN CASTLE.
A Mars.werhea Ysuns sweii-Ne. 1-Heaa-
quarters Of che National Lessse-Mr.
Harrisstsn-The Able British Detective.
DUBLIN, Dec. III called on the rival
rulers Of Ireland to-day. One is backed BY the
British Government, the other BY the National
League. Both Of them arc worn. tagged, ana
haggard. The excitement here Is intense. II
the American who fancies that there has been
any agitation in New York or Chicago recently
were to drop casually into Dublin he would
blush at his fatuous concsit and retire from
view within the hour.
Tho stronghold OF British power In Ireland
n Dublin Castle. I called there first because
everybody had told me that 1t was impossible
70 gain admittanoe. Mr.. Balfour is the present
representative OF her Majesty here. and his
vigorous enforcement OF the Coercion act has
set tho country In . turmoil. The Lord Mayor
OF Dublin. famous members OF Parliament, and
eminent mon everywhere have been clapped
into prison and heaped with Indignation. Re-
comfy Mr.. Balfour retired to England. and his
place was taken by the Under Secretary for
Ireland, Sir West Ridgeway.
As I drove into the court Of the MAGNIFICENT
old castle surrounded by all the glory OF . bat
tered cab, q piebald horse. lame In tho near
fore leg, and a drunken driver with Q rcd fan
mel stocking tied with roguiah abandon around
his mock, 1t occurred to me that I would proba-
bly, not be received with hilarious cordially.
There were soldiers everywhere, and four par
t~icularly gorgeous warriors stood In front OF
the entrance to tho Secretarys wing with
please give me your card sir" stamped on
their weathsr.besten faces. An old trick OF
the New York reporters flashed across my
mind. When the cab drew. or rather fell up
at the entrance. I kicked open the door. sprang
out, scowled Importantly. and stalksd between
the outstretchsd hands Of the soldiers.
strobe busily through the storm doors.
slammed them violently behind me, ignored
The inquiries Of an aged attendant within. hur-
Red down y long stone corridor. and. bounding
up q steep flight Of steps, made Q turn and
walked q dead heat down . long stone corridor
with another elderly attendant who had q wart
on his nose and an air Of appeal. / Was now
about 600 feet from the entrance. up stairs.
and still going. I treated the INQUIRIES Of my
companion with silent contempt, and turned q
deaf ear toward the footsteps OF tho other at
PENDANTS In the rear. But at the next turn I
saw that my race was run. He was square
jawed, keen looking. and surly. His arms were
outstretched. and l stopped and asked shortly:
rs Sir West in 2"
"Sir West Is in. sir"
Il wish to write him a note"
please step this way. SIR"
followed my guide into . big room, after
casting q careless glance at the baf1ed attend
ants In the corridor. Having got thus far. I
proposed to stay II I had to call out the whole
American navy to back me.
The room in which I wrote to Sir West Ridge
way for an interview was solid. pretentious
and comfortable. A big fire burned cheerfully
In the CRATE, and the chairs were roomy. The
man disappeared. and I fell to Illuminating over
the history of the famous old building. when e
dapper young English attache entered and
asked pleasa3tly:,,
be al. to stsend to s'y yo %e Sir Df''a'S secretary
""1h%b .Pso
In again, and remarked with q friendly smile:
Sir .West'll see YOU. sir. In five minutes"
had ! t0 slo Snt % dsrE x@ Mithou It w1 IL 9 G rsin ar III d
drearily against the barred windows that
i sSa Cd. S 9Peat Z ba aGFtEess w asso as s Z g19fq as Z i somb.
to be at work: did not know then how srdu-
other long corridor and shown into the Score
Toned tiHlsd G me- to a IS seat M.'t Then hem he ran bis fingers
uneonsciously through his Wayy black hair.
a Rodd as1eT TO h h1s IffiEi nse his sss esair again. e. withdraw
b1 IL !. ls siss15 . tWsesyiis'sRbii u 81. e shlF SYYass s1 hail. old 1
Two heavy vertical lines whore, bis eyebrows
met were furrowed deep in his forehead.
lace hssr was Me pale m andlth Hse syes he heavi Tyr Hinged. The
w wssl9 sxprf Il 1913 t Iss s, one 81 81 an aniIsfs'f Sy d daa
Mig t'f have been the Idle. son of an EnslisS
sIl Gr IN anglomani,gSe nc Of air tho s creek set III II
collar Ola London mashor. A Tiny silver chain
ran from big waist to his Trousers pocket. he
t eIothss WIS Hsf ine 81 t FHsns eu IS nali nsry s%ssa ana md
o. a casual. drawing slasd young London man
% W asdriI ook e that lmost distorted What were
once placid and regular features. =,
spir aGe af IN A gess a' too" he SAID; WIN Yin eli:
" "TFfSs; G thSy spP sisees soR Handle AhsFs shoss tasS 5
superbly."' continued Sir West. 1T causes a
great deal Of comment in Europe. There is no
psnt Of the boyeottsrs in New York broke the
advanced state that it has attained in Ireland"
The Government is growing more and moro
Is It? Oh. we'll. it's not an easy thing to do
The effort here f. a sincere one; The lay Is
s seoqse q sh tbe I %ss t hen' t iaas slsaatioa c eHs1 fo ses
re sI q sT p sSld th aas T H.aIsg:s are out for the ar
.h sasa' isdiss sfR Rs I'D Sir not Wet s:ss 9TH &. %'Hf sii ai1. ss
ugh sis u Il s srae %A I ssfed blpntly..
We'll, no. not yet, There ia nothing new
s assf ia IN } hs VIII fhn se pu mhsnslsf . man 'n'F'nRs'
The Secretary was Tar too wary to be ep.
olune to the one creed Of the present Govern
ment Of force and brutality heree e. enforce.
ali around the magnificent apartmspt marked
stare. On the desk there was a pile q bank
notes. new. Sr hNs and gretentious; The TOP
similar size. Sir West talked about O'Brieq
and the other Tullamors prisoners. and then
went oyer OF his suggsestiop to talk to the head
Of the Irish police, When ! arrived at this de- nn
: nnoinG carslessly at tho desk. that my name.
description. and q mass OF other information
about me were on, the telegraph blottsr to be
TWlhhsa isrt Il the eU once a man nb BRUSHED against
ee just under the light, apologized; stared
be was 2 detective. He has been near me day
xcurfous thing occurred an hour after I left