The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1911-01-28
CITY OF CORK.
Irish Honesty and Courtesy-A Trip
to the Barney Stone.

All sorts of uniforms you will see
red, green, plaid, with a variety of
trimmings that only women folk can
remember afterward. And the chill
dren very often affect the military,
especially in the matter of navy caps,
with the ribbon carrying the name in
gilt of some warship. Schoolboys gen.
orally wear the little cloth skull cap,
as in Boston, very often a bright red;
but many of them wear these sailor
caps. And no doubt they rather envy
the grown-up soldiers themselves, who
swing along with lighted cigarette and
nobby walking stick, the head often
topped off with dinky little hat
about the size and shape of charlotte
russo box.
Honesty shines in the eyes of the
people here, groWn-ups and immature.
Thus, one of us bought a ha'penny
paper, the Cork Echo, from a poorly
clad newsboy. The buyer handed him
half crown, all the change he hap
pened to have. A quick word and the
boy darted off, and though we knew
that he knew he would never see us
again, somehow we knew also that he
would be back. And he came back,
with the change that he had gone
after. It isn't everywhere that you
would have that confidence.
And courtesy? The children of Cork
| (and of Ireland generality will shame
American children in that respect.
| We ran across a boy coming from
school. Elton collar, sailor hat, the
words, I'll M. S." on the band books
slung in little sack over his should
| er, so amusing altogether was he that
we had to stop him, and when we did
we found an innate courtesy simply
indispensable. His "Sir" was no con-
| fession of civility, it was a mere good
| breeding, and with our camera we
added his photo to our collection.
| Which reminds one that the chill
dren of Ireland are getting plenty Of
schooling these days. Compulsory
education is now the law, so that in
twenty-five years Cork and the rest
of Ireland will be quite a different
country in that respect from what it
has been under the harsher laws of
the past.
And speaking of education, we ran
down to Black Rock, suburb of Cork,
to see the famous Ursuline convent,
some of whose scholars are today
making the enviable records in our
own Wellesley back home. It is a
beautiful place, close by the salmon
fisheries of the city. Hereabout live
what the natives call "the quality"
who sometimes pay high price for
those same salmon in the spring, as
much as two and three shillings the
pound.
/ In the evening the crowds swarm
over st. Patrick's bridge, the jaunting
cars running in and out between the
moving lines. Now one will not see
so many shawls as before-even in
the two years since our last visit here
the difference is quite noticeable, due,
probably, to the example of the tour
lists landing here in such great num-
bers of late years. There are few au-
tomobiles here as yet, compared to
the number on the continent.
OF course, the best known trip from
Cork is the one to the Barney stone,
which you will find at the very top of
the 120-foot castle nine miles out from
Cork. "A fine old castle it is, too, once
stronghold of the MacCarthys. The
country all about it il beautiful, nota-
bly, on the way out, around the pretty
St. Anne Shandon church, where for
sixpence or shilling to the sexton
you can hear again