The Irish standard., 1914-11-21
"lts a Long Way to Tifs %ry"
British War Dy Dissertation to the Sacred Memor
Glorious History of Ireland Englands War Song is NJ
cry Declares Mrs Ellen Ryan jolly National President
the Ladies Auxiliary of the A. o. H.

Vi I1IC a. W. II.
when Albert O'Brien, arch
bishop of Cashel and Emily, was
hanged in the market place, or when
Bishop Dwyer shared the same fate?
Was the Briton's heart in Tipperary
when the fairest flowers of the flock
were stalking in exile in the desert
wastes of Englands colonies or being
scourged on her prison ships, when
British brutality yoked the Irish pris-
oners "like oxen" to plough Van Die
mems Land, and all because they
dared to love Ireland? Are we going
to forget the colossal crimes of eight
centuries of British tyranny because
sleek political sleight-of-hand men tell
us not to sheathe the sword till Bel
GUMS wrongs are righted? Whoever
heard this same honied voice urging
the Irish volunteers not to put back
the sword of Owen Roe until Erins
woes are avenged? What about the
ruined lives, and the desecrated
churches, universities and abbeys of
the Island of Saints and Scholars? :?
Why does not righteous Britain return
even now the confiscated spoils of
eight centuries? Are we going to sit
by unmoved as neutral sphinxes while
the paradoxical toast of "God" save
England" goes by the festive board?
Must we close our eyes and ears while
traitors coerce or delude the youth of
Ireland to further decimate the ranks
Of Ireland's manhood by enlisting
under the Union Jack to fight Eng
lands commercial battles while Eng
lish capitalists make merry at their
fashionable clubs and amidst their
orgies sing cts a long, long way to
Tipperary?" What would the illus
trious Virginian, Patrick Henry, think
of present-day patriotism? Who lost
these thirteen colonies to the crown
of Britain? It was Lord Mountjoy
who flung the taunt to the prime min
lister in parliament: "You have lost
the colonies through the Irish.'' Are
present-day politicians to boast in
parliament: "You have won your
bloody battles through the Irish?"
God forbid it! Must we lie supine
with the wrongs of Ireland yet un-
avenged? Have we no influence to
exert by word of example while the
Sassanach mocks us by singing in
ribald derision, "It's long, long way
to Tipperary?" With all the pent-up
scorn of my loyal Tipperary heart
resent the insult and utter this public,
indignant protest against such prosti-
tuition of my heritage, the blood and
the spirit of the Tipperary my mother
loved. God love and bless sweet Tip
perary for my heart is surely there
and it's there am longing to be, to
tell the "matchless men of Tipperary"
to continue to refuse to wear the liv-
cry of the British tyrant, to refuse to
listen to England's mad appeals for
Irish volunteers to fight Ireland's old
friends.
Was the heart of the Briton in Tip.
perary when Cromwell exclaimed,
looking over his work of destruction,
"All is desolation. There is nothing
left but carcasses and ashes. Upper
ary has been conquered" He lied
when he made that proud boast. TIP.
perary was not conquered, not even
subdued. Tipperary never bent the
knee to the usurper although she bent
her back to the lash. Tipperary was
always right, T1pperary was always
strong, and Tipperary is, thanks to
God, today as rebellious. as ever, and
her sons will not join the English
army. They will remember the lament
of "Poor blind Patrick Sheehan," and
will join the Irish volunteers repre-.
senting all the clans of Ulster, Mum
ster, Linster and Connaught, and
shield from further desolation our own
beloved Island of Destiny.
Was it interest or love of our race
which reduced the population of Ire.
land five millions through the English
made famine of Queen Victoria? Was
it love of our race which has filled the
graves of the coff1nless dead upon
lonely Crosse Isle, or in later times
was it through friendly interest that
she murdered Allen, Larken and
O'Brien. Only the other day she shot
to death our own kith and kin in the
city of Dublin, and then our unscrupu.
lous leaders shout, even before their
bodies are cold, God Save England"
1t should have been "God save us
from England" We certainly have
had enough Of her misrule. The won.
en- Of Ireland have suffered sufficient.
ly, and will not permit their sons and
husbands to fight England's land.grab.
bing war.
Strengthen the Irish volunteers!
Let them remain at home to protect
the Emerald Isle Of the Ocean"