The Washington times., 1921-07-13
IRELAND
THE UNCOMFORTABLE
By SEUMAS MacMANUS.
Chapter III.

But the Conquered" nation
struck for freedom again-and
yet agaip-within two generations
succeeding Robert Emmet. And
again and again was the race
Suppressed" Conquered" - not
only by overwhelming force, but
by the more powerful and more
fearful agencies of famine and
exile, and the wholesale evictions
of hundreds of thousands that
really meant their sentence to
death. These new weapons-of
eviction, emigration and starva-
tion-were to accomplish what
nearly seven centuries of fire,
and sword, and claw" had signal
ly failed to do. The final conquest
of Ireland by England was in
sight once more.
MILLION IN EXILE.
BY the English. made famine OF
1867 a million unclad, unfed Great
ures were forced forth from the
shores of Ireland and driven to the
worlds four corners, while another
million who could not flee from under
the aegfs OF beneflcent British rule,
died OF starvation.
They died on their hesrthstone;
they died in the fields; they died in
the bitches; they died on the roadside:
they dropped dead in the streets OF
the cities. In those three dread
famine years, and in the little less
dread years succeeding, the English
landlord seized for rent the handfuls
of seeds with which the creatures
would SOW a patch of ground, and
"-/he starving families out OF the
- and farms that had been theirs
their ancestors for centuries be.
lOre English landlords were appointed
over them TO squeeze from them the
impossible tribute called rent.
They turned them out to wander
aimlessly ever the fact OF a bltghted
country--many of them to die of hun
ger, many others to be seized by the
British forces and Jailed as vagrants
for the crime of having no visible
means of support" Or, as in many
cases happened. to be transported be-
yond the seas for the crime of violat-
ing the Curfew law (then in force) by
being out of their homes between
sunset and sunrisew A tithe of the
horrors Of those years has never been
told-never could be told.
Then those who could were fleeing z
In the coffin ships" which from every
bay on the West coast we're carrying
their hundreds of thousands Of famine
stricken, fever laden fugitives, one
third OF whom were TO die on the voy-
! age, and with their bones pave a ter
rible white road on the oceans floor
all the weary way from Ireland 10
America. The London Times, mouth.
piece OF the British government.
shrieked after them in frenzied JOY;
Fleeing demons OF assassination and
murder!' And In an editorial in ls4s
| exclaimed: They are going! They are
goingl The Irish are going with a
vengesncel Before long a Celt will be
as rare in ireland as a Red Indian on
the shores OF Manhattan"
IRELAND STILL LIVED.
But, alas, for British hopes! within
less than two decades the Fenianl
green flag was unfolded once more
upon Irish hillsides. above stalwart
claimed again TO the world that Ire.
land, a nation, still lived, and should
| live!
As usual the convict hulks, dun.
geons and death were the lot OF the
traitors" who dared TO fight for the
freeing OF one OF Englend's satrapies.
Dungeons and death disposed of these
mems bodies-but could not kill their
souls. which, like that Of the millions
who died for Ireland before them, still
go marching on.
Parnell picked up the torch from
the hands OF fallen Fenians and again
led Ireland into what was practically
a rebellion--a rebellion which could
not be broken by all the tyranny OF
tho Rcd Earl. of Buckshot Forster, or
OF Balfour. surnamed the Bloody-he
who, with saber and rife and rope,
with dungeon and gallows. took away
the liberties and the lives of host OF
1relsnds gallant ones.
This was the sama Mr. Ralfour