The Independent. [volume] (Honolulu, H.I.) 1895-1905, 1899-03-02
ALL BOHEMIA TO MOURN HIM.

Clubman Famous Ron Vivant
and Post of Merit-Loaves Many
Friends.
Daniel O'Connell, bohemian, bon
vivaut aud literateur, died yesterday
at his home at Sausalito from pneu.
monia. He was taken i'll in this city
last Friday, and growing worse, was
removed to his home on Sunday.
From that time he fingered until 4
O'Clock yesterday afternoon, when,
surrounded by his family, he passed
quietly away. He leaves widow
and seven children. His SOD, Daniel
O'Connell, Jr., is employed by the
Board of Harbor Commissioners.
Daniel O'Connell was, first of all,
bohemian. He was, besides a
clever prose-writer, a poet OF feeling,
a student of literature, q raconteur,
a past master in astronomical art
aud man without enemies. He
was one of the lights of the Bohe-
mian Club, which he helped to
found. He passed much Of his time
there, and was in his happiest vein
when surrounded by his fellow Bo-
hemians, he spun the ball of con-
versation with the skill that always
won him a delighted audience.
Dan O'Connell's wit was his birth.
right. He was born in Ireland in
lS49, and came to San Francisco in
1868 as midshipman in the English
navy. He fell in love first with Cal
ifornia and afterwards with one of
her daughters. Leaving the service,
he was professor OF bellies lettres in
the College of Santa Clara, ands later
professor of Greek in ST. Ignatius
College. 1t was an easy step to
journalism, and young O'Connell
gave his young talents to the Chron-
icle and other dailes, besides the
Wasp, the Bohemian and the short
lived but brilliant Portico.
He edited Cations Book, and
poured out innumerable stories, ro-
mantle, fantastic and sarcastic. The
files of the leading weeklies and ma
gaznes are filled with his work. He
characterized admirably the pre-
tending aristocrats OF San Francisco
and scored the false in society and
literature with pen that knew no
trembling. In 1881 he published a
volume of poetry, Lyrics" that was
much appreciated. He sang of love.
of endeavor, of dreams aud Of Bohe-
mia. To him the latter was the
''land where the values are true,'
and he cared not fig for the multi
tude.
La many OF his verses there was
real thought. His libret,o of the
comic opera, BLUFF King Hail." sue
cessfully produced in this city, gave
him full play for his lyrical gift. AS
is often the case, the audience so
enjoyed the humor Of O'Connell
that his more serious lines were neg,
lected. One song in bluff King
Hail." entitled "Love Eudureth After
DEATH" is worthy of immortality.
O'Connell had a wonderful mem.
DRY. He could recite Tennyson and
Moore by the hour, and now and
again he would repeat "Locksley
Hall" from beginning to end when
his friends requested it. His voice
was deep, melodious and rich, and
he had considerable power for read
ing. He had studied elocution and
might have won fame in the drama
had he chosen.
Last night little else was discussed
at the Bohemian Club but the death
of O'Connell. Those who had known
him most intimately fingered unit
late in the spots he most frequentet
and talked of their loss. "We shall
never see the like of the King o
Muster" said more than one. Thi
WAS the affectionate title bestowed
on the deceased by his friends ant
right royalty he had borne it in life
At high jinks he was monarch
His genius has lightened man.
hearts, and these same were heav,
to think that they should not hea
his merry jest again.
Lately Mr.. O'Connell had bee