The Irish standard., 1907-03-16

Inc pOlltlcdl memorials III IlaSneNln
Cemetery, Dublin. are most pognantly
eloquent of the pathos and tragedy of
the movement for National self-gov-
ernment, says Stephen Stapleton in
Donahue's Magazine for March.
In that great city Of the dead are
buried most Of the standard bearers OF
the cause, and in the inscriptions on
their tombstones may be read its fate
and fortunes through the nineteenth
century. the changes in its form or
manifestations, constitutional or revo-
lutionary, according to varying cir
cumstances or the trend Of public
opinion.
The cemetery is dominated by the
pillar tower which surmounts the crypt
where the mighty agitator, Daniel
O'Connell, sleeps after his long and
turbulent career. High over the other
monuments to noted politicians itrrises
appropriately, striking and impress
sive testimony to O'Connell's reputa-
ton as Irelands greatest son. Around
his crypt are buried several of his
comrades ir-arms in the movements
for Catholic Emancipation and the Re-
peal Of the Union. Two of them are
specially noteworthy, Tom Steele and
Gavan Duffy. No two men could be
more unlike in temperament and at
tainments. Steele was a Protestant. a.
landlord, and an NJ. A. OF Cambridge
University. He was an eccentric who
mixed chivalry with his patriotism in
quixotic degree. Head Pacificator
Of Ireland" was the title which O'Con-
nell conferred on him, probably by way
Of a. joke. But poor Steele was might
lily conceited Of the office, and he used
to strut about in a fantastic uniform,
with a ludicrous air of his own i'm
portance--at the Repeal meetings and
demonstrations. His idea Of paciflca-
tion was to challenge to duel, or
who reflected on O'Connell personality
or the cause. When O'Connell died, in
1S47, and the disruption of the Repeal
Movement followed, poor Steele, heart
\. broken at the loss Of his beloved chief,
and bereft Of his property,-all lost in
the "Cause"-grew tired of his life.
One night in June, 1s4s, he was picked
out Of the Thames, having flung him
self off Waterloo Bridge, and a few
days later he died in a Fleet street
! coffee house. Love is strong as DEATH
| is the sentiment fittingly inscribed on
/ the tomb Of this sincere and honest, If
quixotic, Irishman.
Sir Charles Gavan Duffy was the son
Of a. small county shopkeeper, and a
Catholic He founded and edited The
Nation, the famous weekly newspaper
that, in the middle Of the nineteenth
century, scattered through Ireland, the
| ideas from which have germinated the
mighty and undying force Of national
sentiment; having passed through the
adversely Of the insurrecting fasco Of
the Young Irelanders in 1S48, and be-
ing three times put on trial for treason
felonqy, he attained to prosperity and
renown as one Of the statesmen of
the young colony Of Victoria, turning
his worldly success in old age to good
purpose for the same cause for which
~, he had spent the vigor and passion of
his early manhood.
What thrilling memory Of the
opening years Of the nineteenth CEN
tury Is stirred by the grave Of Anne
DevIin-"The faithful servant of Rob-
ert Emmet." Such is the epitaph in
scribed on her tomb. Barely twenty
years Of age, she was housekeeper for
that ardent young revolutionary when
he lived in retirement, under an as
sumed name, on the outskirts Of Dub
lin, in 1903, awaiting the ripening of
his plans for the establishment Of an
Irish Republic; and when the failure
of his conspiracy brought him to the
cell and the scaffold, such was the de-