The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1890-05-17
tneighbors he bore in secret, and with a
charitable forbearaDce which was one
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jsnelghbOrS he bore In secret, ana With
/ charitable forbearaDce which was on
/ of the finest features OF his noble char
acter. I doubt if be ever revealed t
anyone but myself the trying ordeals b.
had to undergo during those SUFFERING
years when, with a large young family
he was to1l:ng and struggling to keep /
4 roof over his head. Whatever hard
Iships and apxiet,es he had to endure
/ the world knew them not. His fac'
was ever cheerful, and his spirit hope
full. II ha did not seem prosperous, III
certainly looked
! HAPPY AND CoNrENTED.
He was evidently supported by phi
losophY which was all his own. Hs
! loved books, and he read Them, not only
. with pleasure. but with profit. He was
essentially a literary mau, aud Liter
ature was his natural vocation. W.
need ouly recall the remarkable oratlon
no wrote to be spoken over Lhe grave OF
Colonel John O'Mahony. With his
characteristic modesty, th&t toucni>g
land delightful panegyric remained un-
known until his papers, which had
|sune years before been selz-d by the
ipUlice, turned up at the Times cOm-
mission. Cher literary fragments
letters and pap1rs lie hidden il the
public journals, aud every one Of them
be,.rs testimony 20 the felicity and
luuldity of his style. In the selection
uf bis phrases he Was very happy. and
! in the caueuce Of Ills sentences ne was
qtite musical, just Like his own soft
Galway acceut. Underlying his quiet.
unoStentatiOus manner WAS a sturdy
spirit CT Independence. II he believed
= man, however highly placed. to be
| unjust and mistaken, he did noe hesitate
| 20 leil him 40, In his own inOtfenslve.
Argnmsutatlve way. 1t Is d pity that 1t
| has not beeR his fate to behold the sun
rising upon tue first morning Of his
country'1 restoration to Legislative
| liberty. ne deserved to SEQ the triumph
Of a struggle In which he took d pro-
miuent D%rt during afry years Of his
Infe But | trust, and believe, that he
is enj j,ying the greater reward Of bis
lDug aud patient Labor III the cause OF
humanity and mercy.
! III United Ireland OF April 10. Viii
liam q O'Brien paYs the folio Wing tribute
TO the dead patriots memory: Gud be
| With honest and sturdy Matt Harris.
Tre prayer will bs echoed from every
true irish heart. They are falling off
TUE BOYS OF THE OLD BRIGADE.
Joe Biggar has !eft us, and now Matt
Harris follows him "to the Dourae from
! which 10 traveller returns" It is not
easy to name two men who could be
worse spared. They had many traits in
common. In both the appetite was FOR
work-not praise. They cared not who
got the credit ii the work was done.
Both were men of answering honesty
and indefatigable perseverance,. There
the likeness Ceased There was far
more of the Celtic in Matt. as his friends
loved to Call him. Joe Biggar's proper
sphere was insiue the house--Matt's s
was outside, III the storm Of popular
agitation. He was matchless Organ-
,zor, beloved Of the people. From a
public platform he could stir the very
cockles Of their hearts with rough clio
u,leuce and rich hcmor. AS q writer he
Was keen, cogent and convincing, and
at tha same time graceful aud diKnif1ed
to degree that WAS little short Of
miraculous in man whose Chief school
ul education had been the rough-and-
ready school OF agitation. There were
times when his words. from the ardent
enthusiasm that leavened the mans
nature, reached the very loftiest fight
Of eloquence, Witness his unspokan
and half forgotten speech prepared for
the funeral OF john O'M ahony. OF
which the long neglected manuscript
produced ar the torgerles commission,
by the vigor and beauty Of thought anu
language extorted the relunctant adm;-
ration Of Sir Henry James and tho pre-.
sldent Of the Court. Ten years heuce
We will realize more fully the rugged
force and genius that inspired Matt
Harris. and the seryices--mouest, but
priceless which, when days were dark
aud roads were rough, he rendered to
the cause of Irish natiOnality. His was
foremost place in the oattle'' when it
vas mos. desperate. It is sad to think
be died just on the threshold Of victory.
May God rest his soul in peace; his
memory is safe in the hearts OF his soI-
rowing fellow wcountrymen.
Aunt Susan Harriet, you should be
more circumspecJ. Your behavior is
innocent enough, I've no doubt. but
ueople are SO apt to misjudge by appear
ance. Rem ember that YOU must. above
all things. preserve your 90 ID name.
Harriet Don't you th.n<. auntle. it
would be better to preserve the good
name that some nice geaLlesnan's going.
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