The Irish standard., 1895-02-02

poems from the Hungarian, German, and
Danish languages His series OF articles
lin the Irish American weeklies on the
young Irish American authors OF to day,
AZ we'll as on the revival OF Irish itera-
ture, as characterized by graceful,
musical style which proves that his tai
ents as litterateur are as brilliant as his
musical talents. He has also written
many Irish tales in the mellihuous dla-
Leo of Munster, the southern province OF
Erin. for the Catholic Union and Times
of Buffalo, N. Y. These interesting
short stories were reproduced b most OF
the Irish American and the Irish weekly
journals. This fact atteets to his grow
ing literary fame. His contributions to
the Buffalo publication contain large
amount of humor, racy Of the Irish soil.
Mr.. Murphy is also an adept in Irish
fairy tales, and moreover, is contribut
or of short tales Of American life to the
Associated Press Company Of New York,
and other syndicates. He has compiled
handsomely bound volume containing
words and music OF the best and Oldest
of Irish lyrics.
The subject Of this brief memoir stands
six feet in his vamps. dc has large
! shoulders and q we'll developed chest.
His intellectual forehead is fringed by q
wealth Of curly auburn locks. His blue
eyes are pensive and dreamy at times,
| Just as if his mind was conoeiving an idea
for a future lyric; occasionally a CLEAN
of humor glows and wrinkles from their
sunny depths. He is gifted with a genial
disposition. His temperament has all
the sanguine enthusiasm of a true-born
Gael. As society man he ia most facile
and interesting in his speaking powers,
and he tells many comic yarn, spiced
With the sauce Of an inimitable drollery.
! Mr.. Murphy is the possessor of mag
nifcent library. II is replete with vol
/ umes on Irish subjects, and originally
belonged to the late James Redpath, the
famous correspondent who, in the Land
League days in Ireland, was despatched
to that country as representative OF the
New York Tribune. These volumes
were presented after Mr.. Redpath's death
by his widow. Mr.. Murphy in his early
youthhood was, so to speak, literary
protege of MIR. Redpath. When the lat
ter resided in the South, assisting Jefer-
son Davis with his autobiography, he
sent Mr.. Murphy handsome scarf pin
in the shape Of an Irish harp, the body
of which was gold set with diamonds and
lemeralds, while the strings were OF silver,
in recognition of the merit of an article
by Mr.. Murphy on the Irish national
Instrument.
| His home is situated in Ga Center
i Ayenue, Bay City, Mich. Although hit
concert and lecture engagements compel
him to travel during several months o.
the year, he has strong home tastes, anc
is never SO happy as during his summer
vacations period when he can spene
his spare time in the cultivation O
flowers, of which he is very fond. Hit
wife is an ccomplished musician, painter
J and literary woman, and affords hin
} much assistance. Their home is musica
and ilite1ary center, where they entertain
people of artistic and literary tastes
Some of the famous singers, when the!
come to Bay City, call on Mr.. and Mrs
, Murphy, and are sumptuously entertain
/ ed by these generous hosts.
Il MI Murphy was born in the City o
Waterford, Ireland: some thirty Year.
ago. while still a child he was brough
by his parents to this country. Whe,
!: his primary and high school education
had been completed, having a decided
taste for the profession of singers, h
commenced the study Of music under
some OF the most talented professors o
! that art. Eventually he proceeded tt
} the continent of Europe, where he per
j fected bis musical education in several o
the conservatoriee OF German and Italian
cities.
I will now seek to discuss the charac
teristics of Mr. Murphy's poetry. Mos
of his lyrics have the patllos of Gael
sad as the Jacobite lays that were sung
lin Ireland in the opening years OF tht
last century. The following effusion By
him is pathetic andimpregnated with thu
profound feeling of sorrow of a lover who
sings thus OF his dear dead beloved:
ONE ST. PATRICK's DAY.
! Ochoae! 1t seems but yesterday
She stood here at my side,