The San Francisco call., 1906-06-17

! the American colonies, 1t was in manner
to elicit yeips and hswls OF patriotism
When he described Sepoys of India blown
from the cannons mouth, murmurs OF
horror could be heard. BY the time he
came to Ireland he was stopped at the END
of every sentence, sometimes in the mid
die of it, while the more outspoken among
the audience expressed their own opinions
on the subject.
AS he ceased and Vaughan arose there
was unf-icndly silence-then some one
Kissed. Some one else called "Shame"'
The speaker smiled mockingly How
he despises usI' thought Katharine. An
impatient scuff1ing of feet followed, then
came another hiss. Winslow called for
order
The hiss was heard again.
why do you hiss?' inquired Vaughan
coolly. 'It cannot be the question. That
is, as understand it, of your own
choosing. I'm sure / shouldn't have
chosen it myself--a foolish question and
misleading, as both of my opponents have
shewn.
Perhaps it is myself whom you are
hissing?' He paused. re1ectively. and
scanned the ranks against the wall yet
the volume of sound seems to come from
those who are of the same race as L
'Tis true. / have Irish blood in my
lveins!' They hesitated hardly knowing
how to take him, and he continued, In
loud voice, But owing and owning alle-
glance to England, God abless her!''
| A single impetuous handicap responded
My opponent" went on the speaker
how tender his voice was an Irish voice
Of course-why had they not thought of Il
before has eloquently portrayed the
sufferings of Ireland, butt beg the hon
orable gentlemans pardon-his eloquence
| lacks something. How can he adequately
portray the sufferings of that sad coun-
try when he has never felt her charm
Can he shut his eyes and see the shore:
of Killarney when the morning sun gild:
the rugged slopes of Eagle Mountain p
God never made a scene more fairi Car
he in his dreams watch the McGiliicudd,
Reeks fade into the sunset glow? Can hs
In a vision picture himself walking dowT
/ the vale of Avoca? 'Tis the Garden o.
Eden, gentlemen. and better than the first
since from it holy Saint Patrick banishet
the Snake,'
Shouts of delight went up from tn,
ranks against the wall. Jerry Flynn stoos
on tiptoe and waved his arms above hi.
head. He had crouched out of sight til
now.
Penrose and Winslow might talk abou
the Irish. This was Irish. Only an Irish.
man would have said ii like that. with
| little surprise at the end. the twist into {
/ laugh.
Tis land whore the heart rules TIA,
head" the speaker continued. But suci
a heart that God himself forgives it's mis-
takes and says plainly try again.
Thanks be to his mercy, the mistak,
Of the revelutionist is being superseded
by the discretion of the reformer, I'll.
the revolutionist that should be sup
pressed, not the refermer. / will try Il
tell you why, if you viii be patient for {
moment.
What are revolutioniMs?" he pursued
thoughtfully. as If searching his own mint
1 for an answer to the question. They're
the men with the dirk and the bomb
wait wait" for the restless among th,
audience began again to stir and mutter
What are reformers? They're the mer
with the tongue and the book, with the
unsheathed sword, the unaffrighted front
| Aye, gentlemen. suppress the revolutions
| lists and let tho reformers do your work
They're the true lovers of Ireland. tn.
faithful sons They will obtain for Ire
land what she wants, even while they'rs
serving England =
| He paused to let them respond. as the,