Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1916-05-22
MANY COLLEENS AMONG IRISH
REVOLUTIONISTS; WAR TIME WOE
OF EMERALD ISLE PORTRAYED
Girls Wore Special Uni
form and Green
Slouched Hats-Had
Drilled on Hills for
Long Months
written Specially for Evening Ledger
BY ELLEN ADAIR

| oy GbbEN ADA1h
DUBLIN, May lit all seems part of
the tragic destiny of ireland, this awful
destruction which has been wrought in
Dublin. "'Tis the age-long doom of the dis
tresshful country" said an old Irish janvey
to me this morning, but shure 'tis cruel
hard that twas from her own sons the
cruel blows Gamer
Late last night had a glimpse Of the
500 prisoners who, at North wall, Dublin
we're being placed on a steamship for Eng
land.
1t was most extraordinary sight. over
| the decks hung the dullest of dull lights,
| while group of officers stood by the
| gangway, checking the prisoners as they
| passed And what of the prisoners? Most
Of them appeared to be of the working
class, with hatred-ndomitabl hatred--in
their looks. AS one looked on the de-
iant faces, the words of famous Lecky,
written in connection with the sequel of
the atrocities following the wexford Rising
of 1898, seemed peculiarly applicable:
mo one who has any adequate sense of
the enormous mass of suffering which the
authors of a rebellion let loose upon their
country will speak lightly of their crime
or of the Importance of penalties that may
deter others from following in their steps"
PITIFUL PLIGHT
As the prisoners passed across the gang.
way into the boat for England 1t seemed
to me that some of them had decidedly
feminine appearance and looked exactly |
like women in male attire.
Poor devastated Dublin The once |
handsome postoffce looks like a repro
duction of the ruined Town Hall of Ypres.
And not soon will we forget the thrills
of the last few days, when the revolu-
tionists held the roofs and often the IN
AVNt
sniped at anything and everything In the
roads below. On the roof of the house
where l have been staying a wild-looking
man was running. rifle in hand. Bullets
whzzed against the walls, fired by snipers,
and one hit the windowframe and glanced
off into the ROOM No one was hurt, but
Immediate withdrawal to the cellars was
This is the second time within a period
u five weeks that l have had perforce
% descend to cellars for safety Ihe
irst time was Somewhere In Scotland
when the Zepps were right overhead, and
he roof was threatening to fall in upon
is. Little did / think then that the eXpe-
ience, with unpleasing variations would
'e repeated within but few weeks IN
;ood old Ireland. This time the inquisi-
i've bullets of Sim Feiners were the danger
and a very big danger, too!
1t was very dreary in that Irish cellar.
sut at least 1t was comparatively safe
kept for the fact that the rebels might
urst in on us at any moment-and 40
heir darndest." Vi
AN EERIE EVENING
We had no food, as in previous attack
n the house the snpers had freely helped Z
in the family larder The cellar
'as cold and damp and eerie and entirely :
npleasant But hope springs eternal and /
'e whiled away the long hours by absurd (
uessing games and arithmetcal competi-
ons concerning the number of shots fired .
er minute by artillery in the vicinity. A .
irious and a memorable evening! y
The revolutionlsts had been firing with h
Iantities of lead seized, from various "
ewspaper offices. They had also broken a
ito all the drug stores and laid hands on l
/ available chemicals of an explosive ma L
ire. These they packed into empty cans. b
he resultant combinations proved remark II
oly efficient. One such can exploded on S
e previous day not very far from where II
was standing on the street, and to be can
d. 1 don't think / have ever had quite v
ch fright in my life. h
"Shure tits dvils thin Sim Feiners lads
e ontirely!" said queer little man whose
eazened features gave him an odd air
at was quite diverting and whose spirit
uld hardly be classified as military. "Tis
tim in this cellar I'll be afther till all
i'm heathenish noises outside cease, and
e blessed saints preserve us Glory be tbs
ad I am to be safe in hidin' here"
When the danger had abated a little we
,ain went upstairs and watched from be-
nd Venetian blind.
A few bullets from the rifles of their
other revolutionists soon broke up queer
rong of looters and they fed for shelter.
le or two wounded men and women were
t lying where they fell until the police
rived to help them to safety. 1 noticed
at on this occasion the Sim Feiners
,pped their fire until their wounded breth-
n got off.
An Irish flower seller who had seen Lib
ty Hall struck by shell told me about
today.
"Shure twas an onholy spectacle" said
solemnly land the divil himself was in
explosion. Twas more than shot and
ell and brick and dust that flew into the
twas human arms and human legs
pieces of human beings. Some of the
,el craythurs rushed out like rats from
,ir holes, but glory be twas killed or
zen prisoners they were entoirely"
STREET SCENES APPALLING.
'he sights in the streets are appalling.
lth and devastation abound, and even
write, dull roar of artillery comes
m the Ballsbridge neighborhood where d
oand of Sim Feners are still holding
ir own against heavy fire. Sackyille
,et is still smoking. and the greater part
1t lies In ruins. Amy shops that still
standing have been ransacked to the