The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1916-10-28
"sPoT SACRED TO
UNBORN GENERATIONS"
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UNBORN GENERATIONS"
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have made their mark in America and
in every country they settle; with half
chance at home they would astonish
the world"
my husband suffered terribly from
the wound in his leg" said Mrs. Con-
molly, her eyes on the ruins of the
Post Office; che left trail of blood
from there" she pointed to the Post
Office steps, Ito the prison" When
they did not shoot him with the 9TH
ers, we thought that he would be
spared. They were kind to him in the
prison and allowed delicacies to be
brought in to him. We believed then
that they meant to spare his life,
never dreamt that they would try to
heal his wounds only to shoot him."
you saw him in the PRISON." I
asked.
Eyes, we were permitted to see him
in the presence of the soldiers. But
was searched before l was allowed in,
even to my hair. We were buoyed up
with false hope. We thought that
public sentiment would have kept
them from shooting wounded pris-
oner. 1t was terrible shock when
the Military motor drove up to take us
to see him for the last time. We
couldn't realize it. Norah and I were
dazed."
when we got to the prison, six SOL
diers were in the cell. We were al.
lowed twenty minutes together. James
was brave and even cheerful. He
smiled and kissed us while his eyes
shone. I never saw him so hopeful.
THANK Cod" he said, that l have
lived to see the dawn" 1t was glori-
GUS keen fight. I have more hope for
the country than ever. When I saw
such brave boys and girls-the girls
courage was tremendous in the Post
Office; never saw anything like it,
''Then your husband believed in
equality of the sexes?" l asked.
eyes," said Mrs. Connolly. "Wom-
ems Suffrage was plank in the new
Irish Republic. In the headquarters,
Liberty Hall, he made it point that
the women should have equal rights
with the men; they were consulted
in every grave problem and their ad-
! vice was respectfully received. The
men adored him. He was great
temperance advocate; there were no
drunkards among the members of the
Republican army; they were all
steady, thoughtful men working for
the good of Ireland. My husband be-
l1eved in having clean plays in the
theatre and concert hall of Liberty
Hall, nothing coarse or bordering on
coarseness was ever produced. Irish
plays, Irish music and songs, Irish lit
erature, his aim was high for Ireland.
He wished to make the young men
and women worthy of the land of their
birth. Ireland first and the good of
the working men and women"
He was like child in the house,
would play with the children like any
boy. l am going to send Roderick, he
is fifteen, to St. Endas' College. It
was my husbands dearest wish that
our boy should be educated under
Patrick Pearse; that can't be, but the
work is going on, college opens soon
and Roderick will be among the first
pupils, except General Maxwell inter-
feres and prevents the opening of the
school,"
Have you met General Maxwell
personality" asked.
There was flash in Mrs. Connolly's
mild eyes as she answered, Eyes, he
wanted to shake hands with me-"
And you," I said.
IT, she answered, Cooked at him
steadily and put my hands behind nv
back"
could see the scene, the pathetic
little figure, white-haired and white
faced in her widows dress. refusing tn
touch the hand of the man who had
ordered the execution of her husband
Il shall tell you how happened to
meet him. When" James was taken
prisoner he had pocket book on him
which held his money and some pri-
Vate papers. l asked General Price
for the pocketbook, but was refused:
IN fact he denied that any such thing
was found on my husband. was
anxious about the papers. I went to
Military Headquarters and saw Cen
eral Maxwell. He ordered that the
pocketbook be returned to me; it was
then he stretched forth his hand.
which | refused to see. When the
purse was returned many of the
papers were missing and only thirty
shillings were in it.
We lived IN Belfast up to Easter
Week." continued Mrs Conno,,v
we were in lodgings in Dublin about
that time, having sold our home in
Belfast. After the army surrendered
we intended to go to New York NV
Youngest child, Fiona, that means "a
daughter of the West" was horn in