The Birmingham age-herald., 1912-10-13
AUTHOR OF SLOGAN TRAITOR ID CAUSE Orange Rebels Dismayed by
 Churchill's History KING LIKED THE IRISH Prince Edward Once Quarreled With His Mother Because She Op-
 posed Home Rule-Future
 Bright for Achill
KING LIKED THE IRISH
By THOMAS EMMETT

may has been caused in the camp of the Orange rebels by the discovery of the fact that the author of their slogan, Ulster will fight and Ulster will be right" was a fell traitor to the
 cause. after all. Wilfred Scawon Blunt.
 digging Into the records of secret
 statesmanship through the Gladston-
 ian period up to the formation of the present ministry, has proved conclu- sively that Lord Randolph Churchill
 was actively working for home rule
 while he was chancellor of the ex- chequer in the tory administration of of 1885 he wrote many letters and gave numerous conferences to Irish mem
 bers in all of which he assured Par
 nelrs associates that he was flor home
 rule; a parliament at Dublin and all; and that he was educating his party
 to this point of view" Six months later Gladstones conversion to Irish self government was announced; Lord Ran dolph switched around and became the
 most virulent foe of the Irish party. This raking of the coals of controv- ersy over the grave of a dead man has
 shocked good many people, both in Englarfd and here. where altogether | apart from party opinion, the fiery fath- CT of Winston Churchill is held in the highest respect This fact alone, and the indignation of his lordship's widow,
 Mrs. George cornwallis- West, saved the Ulster unionists from a complete
  barbed points of the Blunt revelations. Blunt also drags the late Queen Victoria into the political issue He cites proofs that Edward and mother
 quarreled bitterly over her attitude of
 utter hatred of the Irish.
 So angy was the then Prince of Wales that he sent for Parnell," says
 the author of this astounding probe Into the past "The two talked se- cretly for several hours, in the course Of which the future King placed both
 hands on the broad shoulders of the chief of the Irish party and said ~ Par nell your work Is noble and great. 1t
 is one of the sorriest things I know, this hostility to your splendid people
 It maddens me, the more so because if
 1 dared to interfere l would only hurt instead of helping the home rule move
 ment. I have told both my mother and Salisbury what l think of their miser- able conduct. They don't know the Irish; but l do and their whole tribe, but I'd rather have the good will of your fellow countrymen than anything else 1 know. Go ahead, Parnell, keep after them; and be sure you are going to win. If it ever comes within my power to help. I shall not fail you " Nobly, Edward the King, kept the promise given by Edward, Prince of Wales, Parnell was in his grave when
 the opportunity for redemption came. It was Edward, shrewdest diplomatist of this day. who made it possible for John Redmond to force the home rule issue again to the forefront and keep 1t there. And his fondness for Ireland
 he bequeathed to his son and successor, King George; legacy which has so
 helped his majesty to lay the basis of real and lasting peace in his realm. They are breeding cows in Achill Isle. To the majority of Americans this will cause no interest or wonder. But to the Irish In the great continent it will cause more excitement than would the discovery of a diamond mine in the very heart of Broadway, New York
 Cows in Achill The three words carry my mind back to the famine years of the sos. during the worst pe- riod of which 1 went over to Achill in tiny cookie shell of coracle to witness the awful hardships borne with Spartan fortitude by the starving peas antry of the island. The day after I landed on that bleak, crag-cleft mite of rock where people kept body and soul together living on sea weed and when the wild waves of the Atlantic relented in kindness-a fish or so I saw an object. yellowish white. moving on a precipitous shelf within a foot or two of the highest point of the lone
 mountain peak. It had four lean legs through my glasses I could see the ribs almost protruding through it's shaggy skin At first l thought it some species of mongrel and then I
 made out two curled horns.
 "A goat?" I hazarded to my com panion-a Connemara fisherman--in Irish.
 The man flushed in anger and sur
 prise. Speaking as If the subject were | some sacred or peculiarly prized thing, he replied:
 | That is the cow.
 | It wns the sole COW in Achill; and ye gods and little fishes. from the field | ice of the Arctic to the heel of Tas- mania never was there seen such a 1 representative of the bovine family | Later I had the privilege of seeing It | at close quarters. It looked up at me | with sad, brown eyes as if to say, Yes, I know I'm a mistake; but what
 matter. Achill Is all a mistake" It
 was then-the most godforsaken place
 believe on the wide breast of the l world.
 l For six months of the year, the peo-
 pie inhabiting the island, which Is but | short way off the most western main = land were completely cut off--isolated
 alone: waves. mountain high. blockin 2 1 the seapath to the rest of Connemara. Now, however. the new spirit bgeath- | ing over Ireland has reached the west flung Achill, where good crops are being raised and cows put out to graze on pastures won from the living rock. | An under-sea tunnel is projected to pierce the narrow. but traffic, ,denying z straits, so that soon Achill will be brought right to the mainland. Achilfs bovine epic 10 the new epoch in Erin.
 In Praise of Mustard
 From the Cleveland Plain Dealer.
 The board of health of the sovereign
 state of Kansas has this to say in part:
 ''The only real legitimate field for mus 1 tard is plaster on the back, applied ex-
 formally. Many people use it in large